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Reprise
If you want me come and find me
I will be right here waiting
In my field of purple flowers
Hear me out now
I can’t love you anymore
I’m breaking the habit
Can wash it all away
I can’t feel you there
Watching me, wanting me,
For all the wrong reasons
Now holding my last breathe
The way I did before