| Somewhere
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| Maybe under your bed or the back of your shelf
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| You hid the photographs of us
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| I wonder
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| Have you taken them out, are you with someone else?
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| Are our pictures fading in the dust?
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| Yeah it’s crazy, but I guess it’s just the way it is
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| For what it’s worth, mm
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| I know that I would do it all again
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| I’m going crazy thinking 'bout the ways that things could have been
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| Between us, mm
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| Best that I can do is just pretend
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| I’m going somewhere, I’m going somewhere
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| Maybe it’s forward, maybe it’s forward
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| And I’m going somewhere, I’m going somewhere
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| Maybe it’s forward, maybe it’s forward
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| I still have the message you sent
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| All your memos and texts
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| Read them time to time
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| Just to relive a better part of my life, I go back to the time
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| I was yours and you were mine
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| Yeah it’s crazy, but I guess it’s just the way it is
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| For what it’s worth, mm
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| You know that I would do it all again
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| I’m going crazy thinking 'bout the ways that things could have been
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| Between us, mm
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| All I do is just pretend
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| I’m going somewhere, I’m going somewhere
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| Maybe it’s forward, maybe it’s forward
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| And I’m going somewhere, I’m going somewhere
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| Maybe it’s forward, maybe it’s forward
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| Is this what they call moving on?
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| Moving on
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| Maybe it’s forward |