By text, by hand
By others, do not expand
By who, by you
I want to hear it through
My beloved's words
Like the chirrup of birds
What holds you back
Let's get back on track
I long to hear
Let me hold you near
Don't wait for my stake
It only makes me ache
The things I've done before
Toss it out the door
By your side
Anything I will abide
Of all the things
You've got to let me sing
Let me in your life
Don't add another knife
I can only wait to see
Only to hear from thee
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