| I’ve been down to the coastline
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| As the waves rose up
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| You met me there, brushed the salt from your hair
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| On a thousand cuts
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| Now I’m breaking down and wondering why you feel so far
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| It’s the winding road that always shows us who we are
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| It think it’s time we go back to love, back to love
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| It think it’s time we go back to love, back to love
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| When we hit the bottom and there’s nowhere left to run
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| But there’s always time to go back to love, back to love
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| Champagne room, pulls me back to your room
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| We don’t have to speak
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| And settle in, well I don’t care where you’ve been
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| As long as you’re with me
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| Now you’re looking back and wondering how you got this far
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| When the sun is gone, the night will show us who we are
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| It think it’s time we go back to love, back to love
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| It think it’s time we go back to love, back to love
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| When we hit the bottom and there’s nowhere left to run
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| There’s always time to go back to love, back to love
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| It think it’s time to go back to love, back to love
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| It think it’s time we go back to love, back to love
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| When we hit the bottom and there’s nowhere left to run
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| There’s always time to go back to love, back to love
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| I wanna take you home, back to love, back to love
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| I wanna take you home, back to love, back to love
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| I think it’s time we go back to love, back to love |