| I heard you got a brand new place
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| Seems like at least a million miles away
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| I hope I get to meet you there someday
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| And we’ll pick back up like no time passed
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| Yeah, I pray it happens like that
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| Bet you’re up there right now making plans and writing out
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| All your favorite places that you just can’t wait to take us
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| And we’ll get to spend forever talking about whatever
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| When I get there, promise you’ll track me down
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| And show me around
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| And I heard that there’s no growing old
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| And now you only walk down streets of gold
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| And I’ve only read about what you’ve seen, what you know
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| And I’m still here missing you
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| Oh, I wonder what you’re getting into
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| Bet you’re up there right now making plans and writing out
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| All your favorite places that you just can’t wait to take us
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| And we’ll get to spend forever talking about whatever
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| When I get there, promise you’ll track me down
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| And show me around
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| And I hate how much that losing you hurts
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| And I hope you know you left your mark on this world
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| And I swear that I’d give anything on this earth
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| To see your face
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| But for now, I’ll wait
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| Bet you’re up there right now making plans and writing out
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| All your favorite places that you just can’t wait to take us
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| And we’ll get to spend forever talking about whatever
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| When I get there, promise you’ll track me down
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| And show me around
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| And show me around
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| I heard you got a brand new place |