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Making Waves
Stormy weather
I’ll take you on
I’ve been hiding way too long
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It’s getting old now
Can’t you see
A break of dawn is what we need
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Ooh
Enough is enough
Ooh
There’s no escaping this
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We’ll be making waves by the next breeze
I can hear your tears crashing on the beach
It’s hard to see the sun when you aim to please
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I’m sick and tired
No more try to see this
It’s clear as day you’ve got your reasons
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Well, I’ve got mine
And I’ve been told
every flower has it’s season
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We’ll be making waves by the next breeze
I can hear your tears crashing on the beach
It’s hard to see the sun when you aim to please
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