I want you to stay
You search for a worthwhile need
But why not do the searching around here and try to involve me?
You say there’s nothing wrong with us
That what we have here is good
But you have more needs and the fire cannot burn on the same old wood
So excuse me if I look tired
So excuse me if I just look at the sun
You see I wanted to be blinded
And I wanted to be your only one
The yellow time of autumn comes
The dying sound of distant drums
The old me that sit on doorsteps know I am an unfortunate man
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