November came down hard this year
And I saw you standing clear of the rain
Falling free but I was ready to finally come clean.
Observe me, in my circus show-
On a thin light, as I take the rope and lose my nerve
But you, you pull me back with
Your hands in my hand,
And our feet all in line.
I'm ready, to take you with me
To take you with me.
November came down hard this year
And I saw you standing clear of the rain
Falling free but I was ready to finally come-
Your hands in my hand,
And our feet all in line.
I'm ready, to take you with me
To take you with me.
Your hands in my hand,
And our feet all in line.
I'm ready, to take you with me.
To take you with me.
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