| Something about…
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| Something about you…
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| There’s something about you…
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| And I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Yo
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| It was his high school crush, he only lived up the street
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| And he would see her when they passed in the hall
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| (When they passed in the hall)
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| Wanted to take her on a date, maybe even to prom
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| But when he saw her he never asked her at all
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| (He never asked her at all)
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| And when he saw her he was shy, couldn’t work up the nerve
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| He blended in with the crowd, so his purpose was served
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| He never saw a girl in life that was as perfect as her
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| Wishing moments were like the movies, but they certainly weren’t
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| But one day
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| They bumped into each other, it was fate
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| His heart began racing, hands started to shake
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| Cause there was something on his mind that he wanted to say
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| Wanted to tell her how he felt and thought she ought to relate
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| She looked up and said that «I know you, you’re that kid from that one class»
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| He tried to say something, but he just felt like a dumbass
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| Now he’s starring at the ground, and he took him a breath
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| But then he heard the bell ring and he looked up and said:
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| Is it time to go? | 
| Is it time to go?
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| You can’t fight the way you feel
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| Cause all my life I thought it’s real
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| But I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Is it time to go? | 
| Is it time to go?
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| I waited all night for a chance to say
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| And there ain’t a damn thing to stand in my way
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| But I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Is it time to go?
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| A few years down the road, he could feel it with time
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| Cause no matter how hard he tried, she was still on his mind
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| Same moment in the hole, he can’t control it at all
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| Still regretting not fighting for that moment he lost
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| But he started a new life, got a job and house
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| And every now and then he dates, but never tries to go out
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| Cause there’s a remnant of her still lingering there
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| And as he walks into his job, he thinks he’s seeing her there
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| No wait
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| It is her, man, you gotta be kidding
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| The same girl he thinks about is right across from him sitting
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| But he’s a man now, he ain’t gonna give up this
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| No way he can now, this time he gets up quick
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| So he walks across the room and introduces himself
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| And she remembers who he is but he feels stupid as hell
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| And you can tell she’s interested, but she wouldn’t confess
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| So he glances at his watch and he looks up and says:
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| Is it time to go? | 
| Is it time to go?
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| You can’t fight the way you feel
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| Cause all my life I thought it’s real
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| But I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Is it time to go? | 
| Is it time to go?
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| I waited all night for a chance to say
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| And there ain’t a damn thing to stand in my way
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| But I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Is it time to go?
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| You can hear wedding bells, people laughing
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| Holy matrimony
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| She found another man, it’s all over for him
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| Now he thinking in his head, what he wouldn’t give
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| What he might’ve said, no, what he could’ve did
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| He gets into his car then turns over the ignition
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| He’s driving down a road, but nowhere is where it gets him
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| He pulls up to a temple, parks his car in the front
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| He has no idea what he’s doing, but a part of him does
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| But then he walks into a church, hands starting to sweat
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| And everyone up in that room could hear his heart in his chest
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| Minutes are ticking, preacher says, «Dearly beloved-»
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| Then he yells out, «Please don’t finish the sentence!
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| I got something I wanna say, and it needs to be said!»
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| She walked up to him, took a step to his chest
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| (She took a step to his chest)
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| And he was at a loss for words, trying to catch him a breath
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| She grabbed his hand, kissed his lips, looked at him and said:
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| Is it time to go? | 
| Is it time to go?
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| You can’t fight the way you feel
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| Cause all my life I thought it’s real
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| But I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Is it time to go? | 
| Is it time to go?
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| I waited all night for a chance to say
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| And there ain’t a damn thing to stand in my way
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| But I keep thinking, I keep thinking
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| Is it time to go? |