| Your lonesomeness I know
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| And your garden will not grow?
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| You can weed it all you want, you’re still too slow?
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| If it wasn’t for the sun, all the roses would’ve won?
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| And you pin up on my blouse a blue ribbon
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| Your lonesomeness I know?
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| It was mine not long ago?
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| But I see it in your eyes, all dark with woe?
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| 'Cause the stills have all run dry?
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| Pretty women passed you by
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| They’re lying in a pile waiting to die
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| And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine?
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| And what if I never made you walk that crooked line?
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| And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine?
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| 'Cause only half of what we know comes true in time?
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| Half of what we know comes true
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| Your lonesomeness I see, but I know it’s not for me?
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| And the mountains all have crumbled to the sea?
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| And the mermaid finds you there, puts flowers in your hair?
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| And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine
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| And what if I never made you walk that crooked line
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| ? |
| And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine?
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| 'Cause only half of what we know comes true in time?
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| Half of what we know comes true
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| Your lonesomeness I feel
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| I can see it when we kneel at the altar where the ocean bites your heels
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| But the beach is turning black and the sand storm holds me back
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| And I lost you when you tumbled through the cracks
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| And what if I never gave you keys to the kingdom fine
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| ? |
| And what if I never made you walk that crooked line?
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| And what if my love was raging-then would you be mine?
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| ?'Cause only half of what we know comes true in time
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| Half of what we know comes true in time
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| Half of what we know comes true in time?
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| Only half of what we know comes true |