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Making Waves
Stormy weather
I’ll take you on
I’ve been hiding way too long
It’s getting old now
Can’t you see
A break of dawn is what we need
Ooh
Enough is enough
Ooh
There’s no escaping this
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
I’m sick and tired
No more try to see this
It’s clear as day you’ve got your reasons
Well, I’ve got mine
And I’ve been told
every flower has it’s season
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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