| «I tried to remember but when everything is coming back to me I feel like my
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| memories are paralysed.»
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| «Now let’s see, what is the last thing you can remember?»
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| I gave you my ticket to ride
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| 'cause you were on the subway going the wrong way at midnight
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| I gave you my number wrote a small line
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| «Could you show me the city if you ain’t busy sometime»
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| Then we spent our spring in London making memories we’d forget
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| Spent our summer in LA doing the things that we’d regret
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| Remember those three months before when we just didn’t talk
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| I haven’t felt myself since that winter in New York
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back to that winter in New York
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back to that winter in New York
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| I took you to the airport to catch a flight
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| 'cause summer was over and you had your own world and I had mine
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| We were so stupid to try to perfect the snowstorm
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| We wouldn’t need no goodbye
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| Then we spent our spring in London making memories we’d forget
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| Spent our summer in LA doing the things that we’d regret
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| Remember those three months before when we just didn’t talk
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| I haven’t felt myself since that winter in New York
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back to that winter in New York
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back to that winter in New York
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| To that winter in New York
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| To that winter in New York
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| Then we spent our spring in London making memories we’d forget
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| Spent our summer in LA doing the things that we’d regret
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| And I remember how we’d fall in love when we would talk
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| And now it hurts like hell
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| I need that winter in New York
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back to that winter in New York
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back
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| I just wanna go back to that winter in New York
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| To that winter in New York
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| To that winter in New York
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| «Now, to her, I’m nothing.» |