| Going through old dresser drawers
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| Fumbling through these closets
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| It’s got to be here somewhere
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| I know it’s round here somewhere
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| Searching from room to room
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| We couldn’t have just lost it
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| I know it’s round here somewhere
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| It’s got to be here somewhere
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| Maybe we packed it up
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| With college books and winter clothes
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| Things we thought were in the way
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| Out of style or just outgrown
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| We didn’t give it away
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| We just left it alone
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| We tried to find it one day
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| That’s when we noticed it gone
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| I turned the house upside down
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| Praying I’d stumble across
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| Some sign that it’s still around
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| Got to find the love that we lost
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| Captured in old picture frames
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| Shining in those faces
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| It used to be here somewhere
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| I know it’s still here somewhere
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| Reflected in our children’s eyes
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| How could we misplace it
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| I know it was here yesterday
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| How could it just slip away
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| It was more then just a box of junk
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| We stored away to gather dust
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| This was a dream we thought
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| We always could reach out and touch
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| (Repeat Chorus twice)
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| Got to find the love that we lost |