| Hello
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| I’ve waited here for you
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| Everlong
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| Tonight
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| I throw myself into
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| And out of the red
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| Out of her head she sang
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| Come down
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| And waste away with me
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| Down with me
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| Slow how
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| You wanted it to be
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| I’m over my head
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| Out of her head she sang
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| And I wonder
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| When I sing along with you
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| If everything could ever feel this real forever
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| If anything could ever be this good again
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| The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
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| You gotta promise not to stop when I say when she sang
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| Breathe out
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| So I can breathe you in
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| Hold you in
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| And now
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| I know you’ve always been
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| Out of your head
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| Out of my head I sang
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| And I wonder
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| When I sing along with you
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| If everything could ever feel this real forever
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| If anything could ever be this good again
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| The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
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| You gotta promise not to stop when I say when she sang
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| So, Dad would take the Sundays off.
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| And that’s the only time he could ever get any rest.
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| And so, because we were loud on Sundays, he’d make us hold his construction
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| boots over our head, 'til we’d sleep.
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| And they were really heavy boots and I used to say, «Dad, come on, please.»
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| And like start crying, 'cause they’re too heavy.
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| And I wonder
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| If everything could ever feel this real forever
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| If anything could ever be this good again
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| The only thing I’ll ever ask of you
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| You’ve got to promise not to stop when I say when |