| I know that I don’t know you
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| And you couldn’t know me But time and space collided
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| And here we are, here we are
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| I know that you don’t understand
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| And I can’t explain
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| But circumstance conspired
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| And here we are, here we are
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| «The time is four nineteen…»
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| «Time flies…»
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| «The answer is no…»
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| And I know we can’t turn back all the years
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| Time reflected in a shade of gray
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| But I often wonder what could have been
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| And I still hold on to yesterday
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| And I know we’re not children any more
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| Innocence lost in a sea of gray
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| But I often wonder what else could be And I still dream of running away
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| So where do we begin
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| And what else can we say?
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| When the lines are all drawn
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| What should we do today? |