Hole Yr Terror Close

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here

the future is ever so near

why should we all be alone

every night on the way home

this time

we should be starting again

get up and count to ten

see if you come out ahead

pretending we know what is there

you know

it can be better than that

why wait untill tomorrow morning

yearning to be you is what hurts most

close your eyes and hold your terror close

don't fear

i hear you come in loud and clear

carried you 'till it got dark

then we can run through the park

you're right

strangers are easy to like

thunder and lighting strike

maybe if we look at the map

everything done is a wrap

just please

give me a chance to say no

why wait until tomorrow morning

yearning to be you is what hurts most

close your eyes and hold your terror close