| If both our lives pulled us apart and we were stuck on both coasts,
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| I would still find you. |
| Every night you’d fall asleep and I would meet
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| You in your dreams, three-thousand miles away. |
| It’s not perfection,
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| But we’ve come so far. |
| Tell me now, tell me you believe again. |
| Well,
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| I can see you when I close my eyes, it’s complicated, but I’ll make it that
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| simple.
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| Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, I’m waiting for the
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| Moment you come back, I’m tearing out the pages of my heart and what
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| You need is what you’ll get from me.
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| Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, I’m waiting for the
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| Moment you come back, I’m tearing out the pages of my heart and what
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| You need is what you’ll get from me.
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| Not at the end of the road,
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| I’d be with you each day, every step of the way. |
| I know it’s late,
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| This took too long, but I would write you this song, now could you listen to me?
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| If not for moments, what’s this life we lead? |
| Tell me now, Jamie tell me you
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| believe.
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| Three-thousand miles is not that far, it’s complicated but I’ll make it that
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| simple.
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| Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, I’m waiting for the
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| Moment you come back, I’m tearing out the pages of my heart and what
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| You need is what you’ll get from me.
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| Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, I’m waiting for the
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| Moment you come back, I’m tearing out the pages of my heart and what
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| You need is what you’ll get from me.
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| Well, maybe I could tell you that everything was okay, it was alright.
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| Take me in on the inside and we could make it alright. |
| Oh!
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| Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, I’m waiting for the
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| Moment you come back, I’m tearing out the pages of my heart and what
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| You need is what you’ll get from me.
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| Your pictures are the paper that lines my wall, I’m waiting for the
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| Moment you come back, I’m tearing out the pages of my heart and what
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| You need is what you’ll get from me. |