| I threw stones
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| Out into the ocean
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| Making wishes for you
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| Just to come on home
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| I’ve knit five whole sweaters
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| On the couch by the window on my own
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| I was baking shortbread cookies
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| Until they had to cut me open Christmas-time
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| I was listening to Patrick Watson
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| And Gregory Alan Isakov
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| While your heartbeat
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| Was dropping oxygen
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| Was on the blue ???
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| Getting stoned and hanging on
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| I’ve loved you for so long
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| Happy birthday, baby
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| Oooh, happy birthday, baby
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| I picture you as a young man
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| Climbing trees, chopping wood
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| In the summertime
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| Offer someone, say you love them
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| Bring 'em home and I’ll tell them about
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| How when your heartbeat was dropping oxygen
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| Was on the blue white ???
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| Getting stoned and hanging on
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| I’ve loved for you so long
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| Happy birthday, baby
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| Oooh, happy birthday, baby, oooh
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| Happy birthday, baby, oooh
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| Happy birthday, baby, oooh |