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I saw you in the evening

Then you appeared in my dreams

In the morning you'll have me believing

That somethings really are more than they seem

Could you be real this time



My cheekbone is drenched

Teardrops fall on every page

I'm much too young to feel this way

But I guess sorrow doesn't discriminate

I'm much too young to feel this way

I hope time really does heal every pain



Today is the same as any other

And it doesn't look like it'll change

So I pull shut the curtains and back the covers

I guess I'll spend another day in this kind of state

Would you believe me if I said



My cheekbone is drenched

Teardrops fall on every page

I'm much too young to feel this way

But I guess sorrow doesn't discriminate

I'm much too young to feel this way

I hope time really does heal every pain



When I call will you come

With a loving embrace

Or will it be with a staring face

Or will you just turn away



My cheekbone is drenched

Teardrops fall on every page

I'm mucn too young to feel this way

I'm much too young to feel this way



My cheekbone is drenched

Teardrops fall on every page