You told me to be the one
To guide you through all these rooms
In safety the feeling’s gone
What am I to do? Oh no
Who will I become when we step on to this floor?
When the summer’s gone will our shadows lose its form?
Stop
Leave your suitcase by the door
And take
All of me, leave nothing more
Leave nothing more:
You said it would've been best
If we met in some past life
Why can't you see past this test
That's in front of your eyes? Oh no
If you need me now then please never let me go
Cuz I'm standing here planting seeds to let us grow
Stop
Leave your suitcase by the door
And take
All of me leave nothing more
Said stop
Leave your suitcase by the door
And take
All of me leave nothing more
Leave nothing more
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