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         I want to be with you I want to be clear But each time I try It's the voice I hear I hear that voice again I'm listening to the conversation Judge and jury in my head It's coloring everything All we did and said And still I head that sharp tongue talking Talking tangled words I can sense the danger Just listen to the wind I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen But I don't want to hear Hear that voice again I want to be with you I want to be clear But each time I try It's the voice I hear I hear that voice again I'm hearing right and wrong so clearly There must be more than this It's only in uncertainty That we're naked and alive I hear it through the rattle of a streetcar Hear it through the things you said I can get so scared Listen to the wind I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen But I don't want to hear Hear that voice again What I carry in my heart Brings us so close or so far apart Only love can make love I want you close I want you near I can't help but listen But I don't want to hear I hear that voice again I want to be with you I want to be clear But each time I try It's the voice I hear I hear that voice again  | 
      
       
        
 
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