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regina spektor - aquarius

Dear someone listening
in the shadows,
I only talk to you sometimes.
And though I ask for help in riddles,
it is,
clearer in my mind,
clearer in my mind.

Born of a sign that carries vessels,
but in a month as cold as ice.
I know I question things too quickly,
but I have never questioned if I've loved,
loved.

Dear someone
watching from the shadows,
I'm clenching water in my fists.
The droughts they slip right through my fingers,
but there's
water on my lips,
water on my lips.

Born of a sign that carries
vessels,
but in a month that brings just ice.
I know I question things too quickly,
but I've never
wondered if

[ From: http://www.metrolyrics.com/aquarius-lyrics-regina-spektor.html ]

I've loved
loved.

Dear someone watching from the shadows,
you've seen me lose all the water from my hands.
I'm not a skillfull water carrier,
but the raindrops
keep falling on my head,
falling on my head.

Born of a sign that carries water,
but in a month that brings just ice.
I'm not a skillfull water carrier
but I've,
learned to carry love,
learned to carry love.

I'm not a skillfull
water carrier,
but I've learned to carry
love
love
love
love

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