| There’s a field of flowers and they smell like you
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| and i go walking through them
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| when i feel you near by me
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| you know I’d love to pick one for my lapel
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| but you know
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| there are too many insects watching
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| I’m afraid they’d tell on me
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| and ??? |
| another day
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| no I’m not in this place
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| where i close my eyes
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| its like my skin would try so hard
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| to hold it back
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| there’s an explosion it comes raining down
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| there’s a smile you smiled at me
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| Anastasia
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| your disappearance is the thorn in my side
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| Anastasia
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| you know your absence is the thorn in my side
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| I think about you every night
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| and every day
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| every moment since you left here
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| you were the one that got away
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| as they say
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| everyone has an Anastasia
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| Anastasia
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| Your disappearance is the thorn in my side
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| Anastasia
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| You know your absence is the thorn in my side
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| I kept your room just how you left it
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| There’s not a toy out of place
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| Just in case the fates are kind and you come back someday
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| I don’t want to live without my little Anastasia
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| Anastasia
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| your disappearance is the thorn in my side
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| little Anastasia
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| you know your absence is the thorn in my side
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| Little Anastasia.
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| (I know you’re out there)
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| And only you can take the thorn from my side |