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Performance-wise; think Counting Crows with Jewel undertones.

You run so fast, I can't catch my breath
You stay as you are and I'll do the rest
Oh, pretty boy, won't let you move an eyelash
Just stare at me, lovely, until I have crashed

All I need is a kissable hand
And eyes I can sink in, you're my quicksand
Be what I want and I'll become what you need
Please, I say, this skin has to bleed

Make like a tree and just stand still
No, I can't tell if we're dreaming
Make like a tree and don't move a muscle
Just let me torture you
Yeah, I think I'll catch up soon

I could wait forever without you
To prove all you think just could be true
Oh, I'll bite my tongue just as your eyes gleam
I love it when things are as they seem

Make like a tree and just stand still
No, I can't tell if we're dreaming
Make like a tree and just stand still
Don't move a single finger
Just let me torture you
Yeah, I think I'll catch up soon

Eager to release my grip on the past
Though I wonder how much just might last
I don't need them like I need you to follow
The weary repercussion I want not to swallow

I won't look back just yet

Make like the breeze and come all around me
You're what I need and all I need I can't see
Make like the breeze and come break away
Muted passion, and I sigh when the curtains sway.

I am, I am, I am.