| I swear you were talking in your sleep
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| Or maybe I was dreaming
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| Mumbled words, drunken poetry
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| But it felt like you were leaving
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| I remember at first, we were young, never fearing for the worst
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| But now you’re crying in the kitchen
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| Hope there was clarity in making your decision
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| I hope a heavy weight feels lifted off your shoulders
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| I hope everything you were suspecting turns out to be right
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| And I hope you change your mind
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| I have listened to all your reasoning
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| But did you once consider
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| I can’t sleep without you next to me
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| My mother loves you like a daughter
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| I’m not saying that I’m like your soul-mate or some bullshit movie line
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| But now you’re crying in the kitchen
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| Hope there was clarity in making your decision
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| I hope a heavy weight feels lifted off your shoulders
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| I hope everything you’re suspecting turns out to be right
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| And I hope you change your mind
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| If it’s over, say it’s over in the morning
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| We could so easily just crawl back into bed
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| I hope your reasons still feel valid like they do tonight
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| And I hope you change your mind
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| Yeah I hope you change your mind
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| I swear you talking in your sleep
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| Or maybe I was dreaming |