| When we’ve been though, all this?
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| It goes to prove, how much we fit
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| We’ve made mistakes, we fail a lot
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| But here we are, look what we’ve got
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| Count the mercy, count the pain
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| Summer’s running from my shame
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| All the blessings, all the falls
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| Count the days when, we almost had it all
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| Nobody said, that life was fair
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| You do your best, and hope like hell
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| You grit your teeth,
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| And bite your tongue,
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| You hold your heart, out to the sun
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| and Count your mercies, count your pain
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| Summer’s running from my shame
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| All the blessings, all the falls
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| Count the days when, we almost had it all
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| If this is it, and now it’s done
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| I’m more than glad, for all I’ve won
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| To feel your love, has been my life
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| I hope you know, that I’ll be fine.
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| I’m counting mercies, counting pain
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| Summer’s running from my shame
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| All the blessings, all the falls
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| Count the days when, we almost had it all. |