| He’s got everything he should need
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| Around him but he’s MIA
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| He’s not afraid to die
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| But he’s afraid to live wondering why
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| Please come back to him
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| Please come back to him
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| Joy
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| You might come back to him
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| You might come back to him
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| Peace
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| You might come back to him
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| You might come back to him
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| Come back
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| Come back
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| Come back
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| He collected all the symptoms
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| And drowned them each day, all is not okay
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| Like a sycamore seed in Winter falling down and spinning round
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| Falling upon a frozen river, not the ground
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| Please come back to him
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| Please come back to him
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| Love
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| You might come back to him
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| You might come back to him
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| Hope
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| You might come back to him
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| You might come back to him
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| Wonder
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| You might come back to him
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| You might come back to him
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| Trust
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| You might come back to him
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| You might come back to him
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| Freedom
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| Come back
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| Ecstasy
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| Come back
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| Elation
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| Come back
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| Life
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| Come back |