You're gonna be thinkin'.
I'll run out.
That's where you're, so mistaken.
You take me to a high
Of just no other kind
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
The size, just seems to get bigger
The prize is, well, just go figure -
When I think way back, when I can't go back again.
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
My half, I thought I'd be stronger,
But my path
To you just seems longer
you fake me, to a high.
of just no other kind
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
Don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
I don't want anything, but you
I don't need anything, but you
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