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I don't know why we scream when we're talking
  Girl we're only building that wall,
And if we had intentions of walking
  Why did we ever bother at all,
Sometimes we're children playing
  Sometimes we're oceans wide,
We don't always mean what we're saying
  Sometimes we're foolish pride,
How will I know if you're crying
  If you never show me the bruise,
Help me understanding when I'm trying
  Take me for a walk in your shoes,
I can barely see through your curtains
  Open up and let the light in,
Show me everywhere that your hurting
  I'll try and make it better again...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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