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The ARE Lyrics

She takes it deep to the heart right from the start she talks softly over a glass of wine.
From the beginning, she deeply internalizes everything, expressing herself softly while sharing a drink.

Now and again she's more than a friend, why don't you just throw me that line.
Occasionally, she goes beyond being just a friend, so why doesn't she show me that she's interested?

It would be great if she'd dedicate just a minute from her precious time.
It would be wonderful if she could spare even just a moment of her valuable time for me.

I'll give it a while, but that's not my style, now how is that a crime?
I am willing to be patient for a little while, but waiting for too long is not something I'm accustomed to, so why should I be judged for it?

Everyone says that I'm wild.
People often label me as unpredictable or untamed.

Pardon my French but I still know my child.
Excuse the expression, but I am aware of who I am.

And that was the day I told her I needed some time.
On that specific day, I informed her that I required some space.

Well I began walking when she was still talking I'm looking for that exit sign.
While she kept talking, I started to walk away, searching for a way out of the situation.

Pardon my face but I'm leaving no trace cause I really haven't got the time.
Apologies for not showing any indication of my feelings, but I don't have the time to do so.

Well I began thinking and my heart is just sinking and I'm looking for that place to go.
As I started to contemplate, a deep sense of sadness overwhelmed me, and I desperately sought a place to escape to.

Isn't it sad that she'll treat you so bad, but you never really let her know.
It's unfortunate that she treats you poorly, yet you never communicate your feelings about it.

And everyone says that she's crying.
Everyone claims that she's in tears.

But I can't forget all the time I spent trying.
However, I can't forget all the effort and time I invested in trying.

I know, I know what it feels like to be alone.
I am well acquainted with the sensation of loneliness.

I know, I know what it feels like to be at home.
I understand the feeling of being comfortable and secure in my own surroundings.

I like, I like stopping to say hello.
I enjoy pausing to greet people and engage in conversation.

It's my life, my life why can't we take this slow?
This is my life, so why can't we approach it at a leisurely pace?

Why can't we take this slow?
Why can't we proceed gradually?

Well I've been through these phases, I've walked through these mazes.
I have experienced various stages and faced numerous complex situations.

I'm sick and I'm a little tired.
I am unwell, both physically and emotionally drained.

It sure isn't fair but I'm not aware of the patience that's required.
Undoubtedly, it is unfair, but I lack the understanding of what level of patience is expected.

If I could have kissed her every time that I missed her, I wouldn't be out the door.
If I had the opportunity to express my longing for her with kisses, I wouldn't be walking away from her now.

But now and again, I sure need a friend, now isn't that what she's for?
Occasionally, I truly crave a friend, isn't that the purpose she serves?

And everyone says that I'm lying.
Everyone insists that I am being dishonest.

But I can't forget all the time she spent crying.
However, I cannot disregard the amount of time she spent in tears.

I know, I know what it feels like to be alone.
I am fully aware of the sensation of being isolated.

I know, I know what it feels like to be at home.
I completely understand the feeling of being comfortable and secure in my own surroundings.

I like, I like stopping to say hello.
I enjoy pausing to greet people and engage in conversation.

It's my life, my life why can't we take this slow?
This is my life, so why can't we approach it at a leisurely pace?

Baby take it slow.
Darling, let's proceed slowly.

It's my life.
This is my existence.

My life.
My personal journey.

Why can't we take it slow?
Why can't we advance gradually?

Baby, take it slow.
Darling, let's proceed slowly.