| It’s the turning of the leaves
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| It’s the way you looked at me when you said one and one makes one
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| And I tried just to believe that some things will always change
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| Yeah, I watched the yellows fade but not this
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| We were standing proud and strong
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| Kings and queens of all we saw and now the air was turning cold
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| Yeah, I never thought we’d fall
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| It’s hard to see the leaves between the forest and the trees from right here
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| How dare I push you away?
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| Is it too late?
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| It’s a winding road that may take more than we know
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| Is it too hard?
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| Have we gone too far to lose this last October?
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| This last October
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| If the courage you can’t find, just to say what’s on your mind
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| Leaves you quiet and alone tossing, turning through the night
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| Here’s the bitter and the sweet
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| The second chance we really need to right this
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| So much I’ve wanted to say
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| Is it too late?
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| It’s a winding road that may take more than we know
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| Is it too hard?
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| Have we gone too far to lose this last October?
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| Just get through this winter and we’ll be fine
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| Feel the warmth of summer, it’s waiting, I’m waiting
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| Is it too late?
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| It’s a winding road that may take more than we know
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| Is it too hard?
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| Have we gone too far away?
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| Is it too late?
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| It’s a winding road that may take more than we know
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| Is it too hard?
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| Have we gone too far to lose this last October?
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| This last October, this last October |