You don't really know what you want
if you did, you'd probably have it
there's heaven climbing down the stairs
you're looking through the window pane
If I beg for you to find what you're looking for
will you find it?
I can make it easy and just walk away
If you're looking for the stars to explain
what's on your mind
I'll leave your love to go find its own way
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