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Care Too Much


The taste of your memory drains me of the colors That you once used to paint my days And now I'm gray Faded this way out of black The taste of lost time, the miles behind me Are dragging me back to a place But now I'm gray And I cant take you back I care for you too much That's why I'm letting you go And I'm as sure as ever that you'll never really know How I treasured your touch Your names burned into my soul I gotta go, cause I care far too much You look at the sky and you see what I see When I look into your eyes But now I'm gray And you're almost free Yeah we're still getting high and still I believe In the miracle of the lie But I'm gray now And I'm a slave, no longer me Because I always did care for you too much That's why I'm letting you go And I'm sure you'll never know How I treasured your touch Your name's burned into my soul I gotta go, cause I care far too much.
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