Turn around.

I am not a fool. Love did not make me dumb.
So tonight I seek the truth, am I still the only one?
Baby just save face and make me belive that when, you ask me for space,
That it's not to fit someone else in,

I pray that when the sun goes down on everything you've done.
Whoever's arms your sleeping in will warm you like the sun.
I hope your dreams are peaceful, I hope your sleep is sound.
And you are satisfied with what you found when you finally turn around.

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