You.

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18 years
I spent in a drought
Desperately trying
To figure it out

Where I belonged
And also who to
Where was my knight?
And where was my rescue?

But thats what you did
You saved my whole life
And here in your arms
Is where it feels right

You are my home
And you are my solace
And i promise my love;
Whatever befall us

Because i already wasted
All of these years
And I've already cried
All of my tears

And if I'm willing to spend
Six thousand Five hundred and Seventy days
Waiting for you
Then I'm willing to stay

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