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TWO TIME I stole the picture off of Google, so it goes to it's rightful owner. SONG LYRICS: That morning just me and you, with azure views for two. Our promises bound by sights we long outgrew. A curtain dyed shades, unlaid by morning sun, a weeping window wails for days come undone. If I live to be a weathervane, always pointing off, away, to lead you 'long the flyway. Turned to face the side of you, would it be enough for me to lead your way, I'll stay afraid in weekday. Come what may, I reach for what remains. Didn't you see the news today? I heard they said it looked like rain. All the words I left unsaid that day stained the sidewalk, drop by drop with gray. Ooh, rain or shine, I'm by your side, so why won't you look my way? The weather forecast's calling for another cloudy day. That evening just me and you, through rosy-tinted hues. A promise of fairer winds that never blew. Vermillion claims to say the sun will stay, and yet my heart holds, close the storm as it breaks. I could live to be a hurricane, turn into a tempest, violent, silent, in the eye, all whirling, gusting, wuthering, could it be enough to change the way you use my name? Remain in weekday. I'm okay, I stay for all that aches. Didn't you see the news today? I heard they said it looked like rain. All the words I left unsaid that day stained the sidewalk, drop by drop with gray. Ooh, rain or shine, my heart won't dry, so why can't I look away? The weather forecast's calling for another cloudy day. Didn't you see the news today? I heard they said it looked like rain. All the words I left unsaid that day stained the sidewalk, drop by drop with gray. Ooh, rain or shine, I'm by your side, so why won't you look my way? The weather forecast's calling for another... Didn't you see the news today? I heard they said it looked like rain. All the words I left unsaid that day stained the sidewalk, drop by drop with gray. Ooh, vivid skies may pass me by, but even still, I stay. The weather forecast's calling for another cloudy day. Look through me, a window pane, colored as a sky entirely filled with clouds I might be. Everything that I can be. If it's not enough, I trust the sky will open up, some day, some day, some day...
