| Honey, I think I’m staying
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| You’re so far away
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| But maybe a good time for me to say:
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| It’s a complete new taste
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| Everything I feared starts to make sense
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| Everything falls into place
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| The sun and afternoon
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| The stars and the moon
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| I find what I agreed to lose
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| Long ago, but not too soon
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| But her voice whispers:
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| All you need to have, is in my arms
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| And her voice on play:
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| You don’t need all that, just come back down
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| Just come back down
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| Between the words I see content
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| Between the notes I hear stillness
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| No more trees to climb on
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| The sun and afternoon
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| The stars and the moon
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| I find what I agreed to lose
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| Long ago, but not too soon
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| But her voice whispers:
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| All you need to have, is in my arms
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| And her voice on play:
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| You don’t need all that, just come back down
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| And her voice whispers:
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| All you need to have is in my arms
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| And her voice on play:
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| You don’t need all that, just come back down
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| Just come back home, just come back home…
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| Just come back home, just come back home… |