| A thief in the night came
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| Took everything you gave for her
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| This song isn’t low, lady
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| It’s remembering love made in the summer
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| But I think of the things that it taught me
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| I learned that there’s beauty I can’t keep
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| Learned that there’s demons in stories
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| Letting her down, no, I won’t be
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| Whenever she’s calling, she’ll call me
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| Angry and seething as the sea
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| Songs in cathedrals in month three
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| Promise you’ll smile off a memory
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| And I, I, I
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| I couldn’t stop smiling like the whole way home
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| Yeah, it should feel like something you were missing
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| To all my friends, you’ll find your way
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| Some summer night, I hope I see you again
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| All my friends, I’d love to stay
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| Some summer night, I hope I see you again
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| Looking up lately
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| The moon doesn’t chase me no more
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| Before it was childlike
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| Lost in the soft light, and so on
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| And I, I, I
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| I couldn’t stop smiling like the whole way home
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| And yeah, it should be when she read out all she’d written
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| To all my friends, you’ll find your way
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| Some summer night, I hope I see you again
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| All my friends, I’d love to stay
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| Some summer night, I hope I see you again
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| The smell of rain and streetlight thrown
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| A love, a lantern in the snow
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| But when she feels it taking hold
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| Finds it so hard letting go
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| How can I tell her that we’ll shine?
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| She dreads the devil’s yet to show
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| So damn reluctant to expose it to me, so
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| So I think of the things that it taught me
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| She starts to think evil has lost me
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| I walked with the wolves and it haunts me
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| She steps with intention to run free
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| So stunner, don’t ever move softly
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| You’ve been on a journey they can’t see
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| When dancing in ballrooms, you will lead
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| Promise you’ll smile off a memory
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| And I, I, I
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| I couldn’t stop smiling like the whole way home
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| And yeah, it should feel like something you were missing
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| To all my friends, you’ll find your way
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| Some summer night, I hope I see you again
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| All my friends, I’d love to stay
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| Some summer night, I hope I see you again
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| The smell of rain and streetlight thrown
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| A love, a lantern in the snow
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| But when she feels it taking hold
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| She finds it so hard letting go
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| How can I tell her that we’ll shine?
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| She dreads the devil’s yet to show
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| What I told you when
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| That I told you when |