| And the bright rays we got in summertime
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| Seemed like a breath of fresh air back in the summertime
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| When we were more like brothers, but that was years ago
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| So if it doesn’t seem like a protocol
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| I’m running out of heart today
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| I’m running out of open road to you
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| And I know you are emoting and you’re dazed
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| Is something broke inside you?
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| 'Cause at the moment I’m lost
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| And feeling that I don’t know if I’m losing you again
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| And when we fly tomorrow over the Java seas
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| And my younger maps will be there with me
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| 'Cause they remind me of swimming out too far one day
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| Then the coral was gone, but I didn’t care anyway
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| I was running out of heart that day
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| I was running out of open road to you
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| And I know I was emoting, I was dazed
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| Is something broke inside me?
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| 'Cause at the moment I’m lost
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| And feeling that I don’t know if I’m losing you again
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| I’m running out of heart here
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| Just sitting out the constant doubt in my head
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| But I don’t know what it is
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| I’m sweating out the toxins
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| Is my terracotta heart breaking?
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| I don’t know if I’m losing you, if I’m losing you again |