| We met in Montreal
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| Far from the crime
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| Moving in circles
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| Running with so little time
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| Sat and we talked
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| About rumours and lies
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| Stayed 'til the sun hit the floor
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| You wore the dress
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| From the old market stall
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| People and places
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| Said you were forgetting them all
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| I don’t know if I
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| Believed you or not
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| As I stared at you outside your door
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| Those were the times
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| That was our life
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| I probably wouldn’t change
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| One little thing if I tried
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| Moments together mapped out
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| Like the stars in the sky
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| Now you’re in the things that I do
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| Still I miss talking to you
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| Late in your bed
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| You said don’t you be sad
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| Think of how lucky we are
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| For the things that we’ve had
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| Life that’s around me
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| I’m letting it go
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| But you stay up here in my head
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| Those were the times
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| That was our life
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| I probably wouldn’t change
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| One little thing if I tried
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| Moments together mapped out
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| Like the stars in the sky
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| Now you’re in the things that I do
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| Still I miss talking to you |