| They’re not making the skies as blue this year
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| Wish you were here
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| As blue as they used to when you were near
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| Wish you were here
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| And the mornings don’t seem as new
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| Brand new as they did with you
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| Wish you were here, wish you were here
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| Wish you were here
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| Someone’s painting the leaves all wrong this year
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| Wish you were here
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| And why did the birds change their song this year
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| Wish you were here
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| They’re not shining the stars as bright
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| They’ve stolen the joy from the night
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| Wish you were here, wish you were here
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| Wish you were here
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| Someone’s painting the leaves all wrong this year
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| Wish you were here
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| Why did the birds change their song this year
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| Wish you were here
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| They’re not shining the stars as bright
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| They’ve stolen the joy from the night
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| Wish you were here, wish you were here
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| Wish you were here |