| Outside of this inside of that
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| The memory lingers so right
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| Completely as that
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| We’ve loved a long time, be my friend, I need you
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| Inside of this and outside of that
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| There’s so much more to finding out
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| How we forever simply feel the way the wayward-winds
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| that hide the storms at night
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| Like the winter came, it changed our lives
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| We were very merry to be there
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| Our love, get used to being this way
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| Our love, once again a story really true creates a sound
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| so good-That it’s true
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| Outside of this
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| Inside of that
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| There are words that come with time
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| Like love songs they seem self written
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| So true, they seem so true
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| I work a moments time
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| And feel this is one of life’s mysteries
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| Bringing a smile
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| 'Cos I know wot it does to you
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| So I’m trying to pass it thru
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| Trying for you
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| Countless variations of the memory the state
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| The mere emotion of getting round
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| Crazy understandings of the way we tilt the light
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| But it shines when we make the sound
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| Don’t live by mistakes
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| We can dance to your tune
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| But there’s this whole understanding
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| And it’s coming I guess-I know-
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| I hope that you can get into this
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| To this
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| I was there and then and then
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| You were there and then and then
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| We were there the beginning of time
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| I was there and then and then
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| You were there and then and then
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| We were there the beginning of time |