Same when I left youNow the same upon returnAs your pages flip overYou seem to let them burnYou drink from the bottleThat stole your friendYour friendYour friendNow the seasonsThey come and they goI watch the blossomsAs the bees take their ownI peer through the waterThat floods my eyesMy eyesMy eyesI want you in my lifeI feel I need you in my lifeBut I can't have youNot tonightNot these daysNot these daysNot these daysNot these daysI watch our childrenAs they play in the sandSpeaking those wordsThat only you can understandI know inside of youYou feel that they are goldYou know there's timeThey are not yet oldThey want you in their livesI feel they need you in their livesBut they can't have youNot tonightNot these daysNot these daysNot these daysNot these daysI hope these thingsThey come alive inside youAnd you recogniseI hope these thingsThey come alive and bite youIn the nightI see you standing with each childAnd laughing As you feed their smilesI hope these thingsThey come alive and bite youIn the nightBecause weWe need youIn our livesBecause we We need you In our livesBecause these days areThese days are nothingTell me where do we fit inThese days areThese days are nothingTell me where do we fit in
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