I just can't express myself in words
They're heavy and their burdens often felt but never shared
My ears strain for worthwhile conversations seldom heard
While waiting for it all to fall
I can't speak I just heard the news
Just because I chose it doesn't make me less confused
I'm convinced, so I don't have to try to convince you
I'm waiting for it all to fall
But you don't know the pressure
The feeling that you've got it wrong
The singular pleasure
In knowing that it won't be long
Longing often makes your head hang down
You're mistaken, life was never meant to wear a frown
I'll be laughing loud, last time I looked the earth was round
And waiting for it all to fall
And you can take the sorrow from your smile
The fear from your hands that hold the stars up every night
The keenness of my eyes that just begin to see the light
But you don't know the pressure
The feeling that you've got it wrong
The singular pleasure
In knowing that it won't be long
You could be the ones to give it up
To say enough and call a stop
You've got to let it go sometimes
Life has many tunes
But you have only one
But you don't know the pressure
The feeling that you've got it wrong
The singular pleasure
In knowing that it won't be long
You could be the ones to give it up
To say enough and call a stop
You've got to let it go sometimes
Life has many tunes
But you have only one
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