| Under peach yellow skies
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| Dreamin' big and aimin' high
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| Name the clouds passin' by
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| Wishin' we’re on are way
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| All we need is our passports baby
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| Leave the rest in our troubled minds
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| Let us go down and left, oh baby
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| Tryna figure out what we’re after
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| We never haddin' back, until we’re older
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| We couldn’t care no more, not any longer
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| Under peach yellow skies, we keep on searching
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| But we will never know what we’re after
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| Book a plain fly away
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| We will never be the same
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| In this long, cause you are mine
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| Come on and run away, we wanna run away
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| We don’t need any reasons baby
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| Leave it all for the faded hearts
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| I don’t mind if they call us crazy
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| Cause they don’t understand what we’re after
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| We never haddin' back, until we’re older
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| We couldn’t care no more, not any longer
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| Under peach yellow skies, we keep on searching
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| But we will never know what we’re after
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| We’re no kids no more, I need to feel alive
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| In this dreadful town, I’m runnin' out of time
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| And as long as you’re mine, I wanna run away
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| We never haddin' back, until we’re older
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| We couldn’t care no more, not any longer
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| Under peach yellow skies, we keep on searching
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| But we will never know what we’re after |