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If it's true that great things take time, I earn first prize 90 days since I spoke to you, I think I'm losing my head And I think I'm losing my head I wake up in felicity, I wake up in the cold I wake up next to you and it's late December '04, oh boy And I'm saving that sauce (oh yeah) Sipping red wine (oh honey) I'm thinking of you And those farmhouse blues Knowing now what I didn't know then, I probably said something more To kill the doubts, to find a cure To tell you what you already know I'm thinking but you of me, I'll hang on as long as I can With questions and sidewalk thoughts I'll scribble, I'll twist, I'll sing and then I'll shout I can't sleep, the sun's come up With the falls, I got too much to say I want your love, I want it now Aus Songtexte Mania