| Every night in my window
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| I see pictures of the day we met
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| I keep wishing on the falling stars
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| To forget you but it hasn’t happened yet
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| And I still remember when you walked away
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| It was more than my heart could believe
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| Careless wind blew the smell of your perfume away
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| But the touch of you, it never leaves
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| So I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday your love is coming back to me
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| No, I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday that you’ll be coming back to me
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| Everybody in my life
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| They say forget that girl, she’s gone for good
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| How can I explain this heart
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| It just keeps hanging on 'cause something says it should
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| Oh, I go on remembering how good we were
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| The sweetest days I’ll ever know
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| This careless boy, somehow he let you get away
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| But the touch of you, he’ll never let it go
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| So I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday your love is coming back to me
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| No, I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday that you’ll be coming back to me
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| So I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday your love is coming back to me
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| No, I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday that you’ll be coming back to me
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| Time and time again I see
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| Just how much she meant to me
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| Oh, a love like that is meant to be
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| She’s got to come back
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| She’s got to come back
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| And I still remember when you walked away
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| It was more than my heart could believe (could believe)
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| Careless wind blew the smell of your perfume away
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| But the touch of you, it never leaves
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| Oh, I go on remembering how good we were
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| The sweetest days I’ll ever know
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| (The sweetest days I know)
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| This careless boy, somehow he let you get away
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| But the touch of you, he’ll never let it go
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| So I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday your love is coming back to me
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| No, I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday that you’ll be coming back to me
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| So I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday your love is coming back to me
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| No, I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday that you’ll be coming back to me
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| So I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday your love is coming back to me
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| No, I’ll never stop believing
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| Someday that you’ll be coming back to me |