| You were a refugee
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| I was a soldier’s son
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| But we couldn’t sleep there together
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| So on the night of the storm
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| We cut and run
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| It was just you and me and the weather
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| You and me and the weather
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| We’ll start again
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| Put our hands on our hearts as the plane starts to land
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| We’ll start again
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| Oh, I do not remember letting anything end
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| The truth is
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| We’re just kids without a country
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| We’re just kids without a country
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| We’re just kids without a country
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| We went out on the fourth of July
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| You were wearing my sweater
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| God knows it was too hot for it that night
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| But you and I, we know better
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| You and me and the weather
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| So let’s start again
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| Pull our hands from our heads, and let a little sunlight in
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| We’ll start again
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| But oh, I do not remember where we’re going
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| Or where we’ve been
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| But the truth is
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| We’re just kids without a country
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| We’re just kids without a country
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| We’re just kids without a country
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| It’s just you and me and the weather
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| It’s just you and me and the weather
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| It’s just you and me and the weather
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| It’s just you and me and the weather |