| This love of ours is gradually fading
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| Something is wrong, or somebody’s faking
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| Autumn changes, shifting phases
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| Autumn changes, turning stages
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| Surely something can help to patch it up
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| Too many nights sitting here, waiting
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| Too many days hoping and praying
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| Autumn changes, shifting phases
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| Autumn changes, turning stages
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| Surely something can help to patch it up
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| Something inside seems to be dying
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| Most of the time I just feel like crying
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| Autumn changes, shifting phases
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| Autumn changes, turning stages
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| Surely something can help to patch it up
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| Surely this love must be worth saving
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| Don’t let it die, think what you’re doing
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| Autumn changes, shifting phases
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| Autumn changes, turning stages
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| Surely something can help to patch it up
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| Oh, yes, we can
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| Sure, we can
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| Sure, we can
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| Sure, we can |