It's only the tired clock ticking
It's only the part of the drum kicking
It's only the touch of you picking little of me
It's only my favourite face breaking
It's only the frozen ground shaking
It's only my bending eyes taking pictures of you

And though
It's been long
So so long to be here
And though
I was wrong
It took you to appear

Before i would run from you
But now
I come to you

Before i would run from you
But now
I come to you

Before i would run from you
But now
I come to you

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Writer(s): MATTHEW HERBERT