| No, I don’t understand it
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| We took timing for granted
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| We did right
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| We said we’d never speak of all those our little secrets
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| But I still hope we will get our time
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| Maybe when we break a note
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| Maybe I’ll have you to hold
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| Maybe our stories been told and we just still dreaming of
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| What could’ve been us, what could’ve been love
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| What would’ve been everything we wanted in one touch
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| What could’ve been us, what could’ve been love
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| What would’ve been everything but it wasn’t meant for us
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| Our love, our love
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| Could’ve been everything but it wasn’t mean for us
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| Our love, our love
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| Could’ve been everything but it wasn’t mean for us
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| No doubt, I know I’m happy
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| But sometimes I think of what could be
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| My mind takes me right back to you
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| If we started it over
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| I know that I’d pull you closer
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| And I know that I’d never let you go |