| You wanted me
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| But I don’t think that there’s such thing
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| Well, I can be
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| Whatever you want me to be
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| And I don’t love you, no, but you and I can make believe
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| Pretending’s hard, but giving up is easy
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| We can take it slow, there’s endless possibilities
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| But hurry up because the moments fading
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| A life like this
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| Is never something you can fix, no
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| And as time turns tricks
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| Love is like a thing you miss on the way, the way
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| Love is like a thing you miss on the way, the way
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| Love is like a thing you miss
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| We only see
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| What we wanna see
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| We disagree
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| With reality
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| And I don’t love you, no, but you and I can make believe
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| Pretending’s hard, but giving up is easy
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| We can take it slow, there’s endless possibilities
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| But hurry up because the moments fading
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| A life like this
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| Is never something you can fix, no
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| And as time turns tricks
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| Love is like a thing you miss on the way
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| We may never ever feel it again, the rush
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| But we can make it feel better the more we crush
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| You know every little thing depends on trust
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| Each beginning is the start of the end for us
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| A life like this
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| Is never something you can fix, no
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| And as time turns tricks
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| Love is like a thing you miss on the way, the way
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| Love is like a thing you miss on the way, the way
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| Love is like a thing you miss |