Threads (Morgan Page Radio Edit Remix)

Out of troubled sleep
I push aside the sheets
And check my empty inbox as I wake
Crossing Primrose Hill
My muted phone lies still
No IMs or friend requests await

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I've convinced myself
It's a good idea
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I've convinced myself
To stay away from you

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I've convinced myself
It's a good idea
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I've convinced myself
To pull away

These threads of blue, green and red
Tied up inside me and I can't forget
Those threads you wrote and I read
So full of promise, but all left unsaid

Staring through the screen
Hoping to be seen
You're pushing me to highlight and reveal
My secrets and my schemes
Forgotten names and dreams
I need you to remember them for me

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I've convinced myself
It's a good idea
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I've convinced myself

To pull away
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I've convinced myself
It's a good idea
(Threads)
I've convinced myself

To pull away

These threads of blue, green and red
Tied up inside me and I can't forget
Those threads you wrote and I read
So full of promise, but all left unsaid

But I can't break these threads
I'm waiting here, I'm waiting here, I'm waiting here
For you
These threads of blue, green and red
Tied up inside me and I can't forget
Those threads you wrote and I read
So full of promise, but all left unsaid