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  1. Paper Dolls

From the recording The Place That You Call Home

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Lyrics

I wanted to keep you in my heart. I wanted to keep you in my heart, so I drew you on a sheet of paper—your head, neck, and arms, your feet, legs, and heart, the shirt right off your back. I wanted to hold you so I started to fold you like a note in English class. I’m sorry to say I loved you that way.

I wanted to keep you in my heart. I wanted to keep you in my heart. So I placed you in a silver locket, your anger and charm, your glasses, your scarf, your pride and even your laugh. I open it hoping our sordid dystopia remains despised and intact. Sorry to say I love you that way.

So now we go, now we walk, no we run, we don’t talk. We are dead yet we live, but not without punishment of never seeing sometimes caring, always building always tearing the love down, the love down. I’m sorry to say I always knew in some way.

I wanted to keep you in my heart. I wanted to keep you in my heart.