Ordinary days ordinary places ordinary faces with glassy eyes
I just want to go back to the edge where I belong
Who still wants to go back to the edge where I belong

Who waits tomorrow or night to be a sign of life
Who waits for answer and for trace
I wait

Wait

Ordinary mouth ordinary stories ordinary games with paper spiral
I still want to go back to the space where I lost my step
I still want to go back to the space where I lost my space

Who waits tomorrow or night to be a sign of life
Who waits for answer and for trace
I wait

Wait

Wipe your eyes by my hands
Sometimes
And take me high
To the ground I�ve never walked on
To the house I�ve never gone to
To the door I�ve never stepped through
To the bed I�ve never laid in

Take me high

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