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12.24.2008
in the waiting room...
david ryan harris
"if i had a dime"
You come to me and I hear a sound busy like traffic
Headed out of this town.
You seem to bring dear heaven so close I almost can grab it
And head on out of this town.
Chorus:
If I had a dime for every time
I thought of you, I would be through.
Scraping for crumbs behind the sun.
You would be mine if I had a dime.
You look at me and I put my faith in something the eye can’t see
Yes, I believe.
Without a sign, let's steal away
Each tempting charm to please, entice or appease.
Chorus
You’d no longer be above me on the high road that I can’t get to.
Can’t you feel me at the gateway? Let me come through.
If I had the change…
If I could trade my reverie for something real…
Chorus
You come to me and I hear a sound busy like traffic
Headed, out of this town.
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