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Mar 2011
I spend my time waiting by the phone
In my room, in the dark, alone
Waiting to hear my favorite sound,
Your voice, so I'll just lay around

I spend my days dreaming the sun away
Waiting for that one more chance to say,
"I miss you, come and hold my hand"
Beach-bound, we'll play in the sand

I use all of my charm and guile
Finding new ways to may you smile
But if your tears come anyway,
I swear I'll wipe your fears away

How many ways can I find
To say the words on my mind?
"I love you", "I want you here with me",
I'd walk a thousand miles for you, you'll see

I'm cliff-diving with no water below
Rushing towards the ground, I know
But the air I'm falling through is you,
I close my eyes, maybe dreams come true
Zak Edwards
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