| In the window — I could swear I’ve seen her
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| Was it real though? |
| She’s a disappearer
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| So much I don’t know
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| That gets clearer every day
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| So I’m stuck here with the memory of her
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| And a vague fear of what I’ve uncovered
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| Don’t wanna stay here
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| Not if there’s some other way
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| Another week goes by
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| The summer drags on
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| Turns out that time won’t fly
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| When you’re trying to move on
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| And in the blink of an eye you see her face
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| Then she’s gone and run away
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| Why can’t you find her?
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| Another day
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| Another reminder of your place
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| Was I dreaming? |
| Did it really happen?
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| Could the whole thing be my imagination?
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| I can’t stop seeing her reflection everywhere
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| So once again I’m in the same position
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| In between the lines, a soldier with no mission
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| Trapped inside my mind
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| Chronic condition of the scared
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| Another week goes by
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| The summer drags on
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| Turns out that time won’t fly
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| When you’re trying to move on
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| And in the blink of an eye you see her face
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| Then she’s gone and run away
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| Why can’t you find her?
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| Another day
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| Another reminder of your place
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| To be honest
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| I don’t want to move on —
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| Get beyond this
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| When I’d rather get gone
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| Gone from all this
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| Off to see who I’ll become…
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| Another week goes by the summer drags on
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| Turns out that time won’t fly
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| No matter how hard…
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| How hard…
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| How hard you try
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| The week goes by
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| The summer drags on
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| Turns out that time won’t fly
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| When you’re trying to move on
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| And in the blink of an eye you see her face
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| Then she’s gone and run away
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| Why can’t you find her?
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| Another day…
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| Another reminder of your place… |