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Getting late for decision
What's that waiting about?
Horses are chomping at the bit
And the gate is nearly busted down
Moment before the calm of the storm
And everyone's blood goes wild
Except yours and mine
Yours and mine
And how many years has it taken
Your restless heart growing old
Horses running off on their own now
And the stable's burnt to the ground
The longer you wait, your decision will fade
And wind up wasting this time
Yours and mine
Yours and mine
Yours and mine
Moment before the calm of the storm
And everyone's blood goes wild
Except yours and mine
Yours and mine
HATA BİLDİR
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