| Someone asked me where you were today
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| I said it wasn’t really up to me to say
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| I know your head is sinking low
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| And your heart beats like a stone
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| But it will turn out for the better in the end
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| And I remember you when you were 17
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| Still had your hair and life was looking pretty sweet
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| But yesterday in hindsight are meant to be
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| For it’s tomorrow and the days we’ve yet to meet
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| Yeah it’s tomorrow and the days we’ve yet to meet
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| I read your face inside an open book
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| It wasn’t long before I took a second look
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| But when the emptiness grows small
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| And the words are all but gone
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| There’ll be a better cage to help you on the mend
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| Turn back the time before the seconds disappear
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| The same old clock will steal the minutes it now fears
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| No telling when or how the hour still agree
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| For it’s tomorrow and the days we’ve yet to meet
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| Yeah it’s tomorrow and the days we’ve yet to meet
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| On my own and green as hell
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| The first night that I saw you
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| You told me then this is where and how
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| We have so much more to give
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| And we sing…
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| Lai, ladi ladi lai, dai dai dai, lai lai lai lai dai dai
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| Lai, ladi ladi lai, dai dai dai
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| And I remember you when you were 17
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| Still had your hair and life was looking pretty sweet
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| But yesterdays in hindsight are meant to be
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| For it’s tomorrow and the days we’ve yet to meet
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| Yeah it’s tomorrow and the days we’ve yet to meet |