| Please, don’t tell me anymore
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| There’s a weight in your eyes, and it weighs on my heart
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| Where have the children gone
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| We were innocent once… but that was so long ago
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| Have we lost our way back home
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| We have made mistakes I know, I know
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| Don’t tell me of better days
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| There’s a memory I have, it could be something I read
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| Of laughter and cheap guitars
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| In a house full of friends, it could have been one of ours
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| We stayed up late and loved the stars
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| I can’t remember the rest, just a few part
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| Have we lost our way back home
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| We have made mistakes I know, I know
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| I think they’ve lost something that they miss
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| I want to find that book, dust it off and read it again
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| There was hope in the end
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| Have we lost our way back home
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| We have made mistakes, I know
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| We were braver still, when we were young
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| And when we were young we spoke in tongues |