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I'm tired of te lling the story
Tired of telling it yo ur way
Yeah, I know what I saw
I k now that I found the floor
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He b urns my skin
I ache again
I'm over y ou
I thought I ha d a dream to hol d
Maybe that has gone
Your hands reach out and touch me stil l
But this feels so wrong
Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He b urns my skin
I ache again
I'm over y ou
Here comes the winter's rain
To cl eanse my skin
I w ake again
I'm over y ou
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Before you take my heart, reconsider
Before you take my heart, reconsider
I've opened the door
I've opened the door
Here comes the summer's son
He b urns my skin
I ache again
I'm over y ou
Here comes the winter's rain
To cl eanse my skin
I w ake again
I'm over y ou (I'm over you)
Here comes the summer's son (I'm over you)
He b urns my skin
I ache again
I'm over y ou (I'm over you)
Here comes the winter's rain (I'm over you)
To cl eanse my skin (I'm over you)
I w ake again
I'm over y ou, (I'm over you)
Here comes the summer's son (I'm over you)