| Sometimes I drive by our old blue house
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| When I wake up calling your name
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| It’s been years since you were my one true love
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| But that old house still looks the same
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| I dreamt you were an iceberg
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| And I was the Arctic sea
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| And I held you but you held back from me
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| Yeah, I held you but you held back from me
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| When I drive by that cold blue house
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| The car out front looks strange
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| In every room, the lights turn on and off
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| But all I see is how this world will never change
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| I dreamt I was the Sahara
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| And you were the desert tree
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| The sun beat down on both our backs
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| And you turned yours on me
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| The sun beat down on both our backs
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| And you turned yours on me
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| Sometimes I drive by our old blue house
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| When I wake up calling your name
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| It’s been years since you were my one true love
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| But that old house still looks the same
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| I dreamt we were a ride at the fair
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| A wheel that spun on the ground
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| And even though we got nowhere
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| We still reached for the stars and the clouds
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| We still reached for the stars and the clouds
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| And I held you but you held back from me
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| (I held you but you held back from me)
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| Yeah, I held you but you held back from me
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| (I held you but you held back from me)
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| Yeah, I held you but you held back from me |