.[Verse 1]
Fingers extend
And find the lonely pen
Who has no thoughts of his own
Filling pages with
The sounds of your lips
As they run off the desk and fill up the room
[Pre-Chorus]
You let out a cry
With your hand held high
In the window-blue,.
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