If Patience Doesn’t Kill Me

Lyrics
I want you now Your feet on my carpet I want you now With both of your hands I want you now Making eggs in my kitchen With your hand on my back And your breath in my hair I want you now Fuck, it's cold in this country I want you now You're flying somewhere I want you now With a note in your pocket And a lump in your throat And our lives in the air It feels close to you somehow To say your name out loud If patience is a virtue I'm bound If patience is a virtue I'm bound I wanna show You I'm not just a sweet little walk in the park Or some fantasy fare Yeah, I wanna show You the thorn in the wreckage Where the flowers grow I can't imagine you there There as I was born Would you show me yours I can wait for you, of course If patience doesn't kill me I'm yours My god, if patience doesn't kill me I'm yours I am yours, oh I am yours I am yours, I am yours I am yours If patience doesn't kill me...
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