God, you’ve gotta wonder if the spaces in between were meant for me.
Or you, your silent steps, your quite car, or the secrets that it kept.
And I know better than this; Your summer skin, those astronaut lips.
God you’ve gotta wonder if the spaces in the sky hold any ground,
or if the color of your lies could turn this thing around.
And I’m so sick of this; I’m so sick of this washed up town.
I wanna fill the spaces.
I wanna fill the spaces.
I wanna fill the spaces.
I wanna fill the spaces in between us.
Try to convince me that we’re far from home.
The stars will turn to city lights.
Try to mend your broken bones.
Well the days are turning into nights.
I wanna fill the spaces.
I wanna fill the spaces.
I wanna fill the spaces.
I wanna fill the spaces in between us.
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