Hazel
The days were open lately
Yet they ran on and on
Mistakes are never likely
And colors hardly run
But now they're all mixed up
And I don't know just what I see
You're over everything
All the lines escaping free
A moment interrupts me
And I can't find my place
Some voices all around here
But I won't back away
Instead I talk to you
And you're so hard to figure out
One minute into fear
The next you have me breathin' out
It's a hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
It's a hard wait (yeah)
When every second takes its toll
With every kiss you kill me more
But I'm here and I decide
So come close and watch me 'til I die
It's true I understand too well
This press of touch and go
Still search your heart for secrets
That I'll find out on my own
Come on just give me something
Or let me be left alone
And hide my face in the crowd
Just keeps me moving, yeah moving, yeah
It's a hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
When you can never feel at home
'Cause you've been off and away too long
And it's too much just to leave again
So you figured that you'll stay instead
Ooooo-Oo-Ooo
Ooooo-Oo-Ooo
Ooooo-Oo-Ooo
Ooooo-Oo-Ooo
Ooooo-Oo-Ooooo, Oo
Ooooo-Oo-Ooooo, Oooo
Ooooo-Oo-Ooooo
Ooooo-Oo-OooooooooooOW
Hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
Hard wait (yeah)
Oh, it's a hard wait (yeah)
Just to teeter on the falling edge
And in the end it's just another stretch
To find someone you could understand
Find someone who's got their tact in hand
With every move and every stance
Every wink and every glance
You get caught up in another night
And you hit me with those hazel eyes
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