| I am old but I want to do it again
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| But like the end of a book when there’s no pages left
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| You can only look back at the time that you spent
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| Not the life that you wanted but the life that you led
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| I’ve seen it all but I don’t know what’s next
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| Ours wasn’t a love for an audience
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| The pictures we take don’t resolve, they only reflect
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| Feelin' like I’ve been here before
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| Stood on this stage, walked through the door
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| There are still so many things that I’ll never know
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| After the lights go up and the curtains close
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| I’ve seen it all but I don’t know what’s next
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| Ours wasn’t a love for an audience
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| The pictures we take don’t resolve, they only reflect
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| I’m still in love with you, after all this time
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| The best days of my life were when you were mine
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| Let them be the branches that I used to climb through my life
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| Sometimes life is so empty, sometimes life is so cold
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| I wanted to grow with you but I put it on hold
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| But I’ll see you again when the story gets retold
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| And I’ve been here before, I’ve been here before
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| And I’ve been here before, I’ve been here before
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| Cast a seed to the sky as my valediction
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| That you could be the vine to grow the truth from the fiction
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| Empty the theater, rush the door
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| Start livin' the life you never could before
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| It’s morning again at the factory
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| Someone will meet me there, rip me out of my dream
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| Warm my blood before I say goodbye
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| A new sun in the sky and love will never die |