| Caught up in heaven but your heaven ain’t the same
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| And I’ve never been a saint, have I?
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| This evanescence always fleeting like a flame
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| But I’m never one to change, am I?
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| Call it a lesson when I feel you slide away
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| And I’m missing out on half my life
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| Oh, you make me complete
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| You make me complete
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| You make me a complete mess
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| Oh, you make me complete
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| You make me complete
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| You make me a complete mess
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| Hang on to moments like they’ll never drift away
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| 'Cause you’ll never get to say goodbye
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| I ask no questions as your colours take their hold
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| As my darkness turns to gold inside
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| I learned my lesson when I felt you slip away
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| And I’m missing out on half my life
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| Oh, you make me complete
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| You make me complete
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| You make me a complete mess
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| Oh, you make me complete
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| You make me complete
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| You make me a complete mess
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| (You make me a complete mess)
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| (You make me a complete mess)
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| Caught up in heaven but your heaven ain’t the same
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| But I’ve never been a saint, have I?
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| Oh, you make me complete
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| You make me complete (You make me complete)
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| You make me a complete mess
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| Oh, you make me complete (You make me complete)
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| You make me complete (You make me complete)
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| You make me a complete mess |