| I feel your hand close to mine
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| And your smile is easy to find
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| So I’ll hide this fear
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| That you’re not really here
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| And I will laugh with you
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| Kiss your cheek like you still want me to
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| And though you’re near, I know
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| That you’re not really here
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| So I’ll wait for a sign that says it’s not too late
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| And I’ll try to save the love that once was mine
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| And I’ll find, I’ll find your broken light that used to shine
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| And I’ll find, I’ll find you
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| And I kept your heart
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| On a chain around my neck
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| And you swore to me «forever»
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| But forever fell apart
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| But I’ll wait for a sign that says it’s not too late
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| And I’ll try to save the love that once was mine
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| And I’ll find, I’ll find your broken light that used to shine
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| And I’ll find, I’ll find you
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| So come back to me
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| I’ve saved your promises in a box beneath my bed
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| Now your touch is like a memory
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| And your words are my souvenir
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| I feel your hand close to mine
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| But you’re not really here
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| But I’ll wait for a sign that says it’s not too late
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| And I’ll try to save the love that once was mine
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| And I’ll find, I’ll find your broken light that used to shine
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| And I’ll find, I’ll find you |