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Another night slowly closes in,
And I feel so lonely. Touching
heat freezing on my skin, I pretend
you still hold me. I'm going crazy,
I'm losing sleep. I'm in too far, I'm in
way too deep over you. I can't believe
you're gone. You were the first, you'll be the last.
Chorus: Wherever you go, I'll be with you.
Whatever you want, I'll give it to you.
Whenever you need someone to lay your
heart and head upon. Remember: after the
fire, after all the rain, I will be the flame.
I will be the flame.
Watching shadows move across the wall,
I feel so frightened. I wanna run to you,
I wanna call, But I've been hit by lightening.
Just can't stand up for fallin' apart. Can't see
through this veil across my heart, over you.
You'll always be the one. You were the first,
you'll be the last.
Chorus: Wherever you go, I'll be with you.
Whatever you want, I'll give it to you.
Whenever you need someone to lay your
heart and head upon. Remember: after the fire,
after all the rain, I will be the flame.
I will be the flame.
I'm going crazy, I'm losing sleep. I'm in too far,
I'm in way too deep over you. You'll always be
the one. You were the first, you'll be the last.
Chorus: Wherever you go, I'll be with you.
Whatever you want, I'll give it to you.
Whenever you need someone to lay your
heart and head upon. Remember: after the fire,
after all the rain, I will be the flame.
I will be the flame.
Whatever you want, I'll give it to you.
Wherever you go, I'll be with you.
And whatever you want, I'll give it to you
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