Last Blank Page - The East Pointers

I’m writing from the last blank page

I’m running out of words to say

You lost yourself, took time for granted

Wasted Days

There’s many things I was before

But I’m really not them anymore

So many times I thought I found you

I’m not so sure

Your watch messed up again

I wondered where you’ve been

You ran so fast I know

About to take a step

Read between the lines

Find the truth

Waiting here for you

(Ooh)

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