| I ought to leave enough hot water
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| For your morning bath, but I’d not thought
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| I hate to hear you talk that way
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| But I can’t bring myself to say I’m sorry
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| The past is always knocking incessant
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| Trying to break through into the present
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| We have to work to keep it out
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| But I won’t be the first to SHOUT it’s over
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| I used to want to plant bombs at the Last Night of the Proms
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| But now you’ll find me with the baby, in the bathroom
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| With that big shell, listening for the sound of the sea
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| I steal a kiss from you in the supermarket
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| I walk you down the aisle, you fill my basket
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| And through it all, the stick I take Is worth it for the love we make
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| I used to want to plant bombs at the Last Night of the Proms
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| But now you’ll find me with the baby, in the bathroom
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| With that big shell, listening for the sound of the sea
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| The baby and me
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| I stayed in bed, alone, uncertain
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| Then I met you, you drew the curtain
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| The sun came up, the trees began to sing
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| The light shone in on everything
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| I love you
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| The sun came up, the trees began to sing
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| The light shone in on everything
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| I love you |