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Forty-first minute, sixteenth hour The milk you left out's turned sweet and sour It's all over (all over me) And it's potent like the first time we believed Things got jumbled; ebony seemed ivory You see, I won't be whistling your tunes anymore But they'll be lapping round and round and round my head You made the first move I love that you made the first move but Close to being close is not enough To keep me bright when my bones are rattled bare I can't ask you to keep on, but if You turn full circle you might see me standing there If somewhere there's a place aside Where truth and dreams collide Maybe they've run out of tickets for two Sometimes dreams seemed better company than you (sorry) Half complete in my cocoon (a bit too soon) So I'll wait for dangerous days Comfort's not the path to safety in the end We're going places I love that you're going places without me, cause Songtexte Close to being close is not enough To keep me bright when my bones are rattled bare I can't ask you to keep on, but if You turn full circle you might see me standing there I'm pressing down fingers and fists all at once The problem is I'm slamming down fingers and fists all at once And this is no piano; this is no piano You made the first move I love that you made the first move... but Close to being close is not enough To keep me bright when my bones are rattled bare I can't ask you to keep on Close isn't close enough To keep me bright, to keep you bright I don't want you to go on, so if You turn full circle you won't see me standing there Aus Songtexte Mania