| We grow apart just to be on our own
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| And we walk right next to all that we have known
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| Give me your hand, we can climb further up
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| And we climb the trees and the forest seems to be bigger now
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| Oh we had so much more
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| I knew she was trouble from the first kiss
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| I could tell that something wasn’t right with you, with you
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| We take our time to see what is up ahead
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| But we’re scared of the past and what is left
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| We’ll stay inside and never let out our hands
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| And we’ll pretend that the world, it will never end
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| No, it will never end
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| I knew she was trouble from the first kiss
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| I could tell that something wasn’t right with you, with you
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| One two three four
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| I could feel it blowing in the night wind
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| I could tell that something wasn’t right with you, with you
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| Why don’t you come back down so we can turn it around
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| Why don’t you ever know just to let it go
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| 'Cause nothing comes around for you
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| So bring me back from one to two
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| And tell me what else I could do
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| I knew she was trouble from the first kiss
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| I could tell that something wasn’t right with you, with you
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| One two three four
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| I could feel it blowing in the night wind
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| I could tell that something wasn’t right with you, with you
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| Why don’t you come back down so we can turn it around |