| She smiled in a big way, the way a girl like that smiles
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| When the world is hers and she held your eyes
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| Out in the breezeway
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| Down by the shore in the lazy summer
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| And she pulled you in
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| And she bit your lip and she made you hers
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| She looked deep into you as you lay together
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| Quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer
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| But you’ve already lost
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| But you’ve already lost
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| But you’ve already lost
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| When you only had barely enough to hang on
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| And she combed your hair and she kissed your teeth
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| And she made you better than you’d been before
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| She told you bad things
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| You wished you could change in the lazy summer
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| And she told you, laughing down to her core
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| So she would not cry as she lay in your lap
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| She said, «Nobody here can live forever
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| Quiet in the grasp of dusk and summer»
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| But you’ve already lost
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| But you’ve already lost
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| But you’ve already lost
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| When you only had barely enough to hang on
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| She said, «No one is alone the way you are alone»
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| And you held her looser than you would have
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| If you ever could have known
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| Some things tie your life together, slender threads
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| And things to treasure days like that should last and last and last
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| But you’ve already lost
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| But you’ve already lost
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| But you’ve already lost
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| When you only had barely enough of her
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| To hang on, hang on, hang on, hang on |