| Let me talk about the things I need for a minute
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| Lent a knee and won’t you come and see it for a while?
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| I miss us riding home at 4 A.M., do you remember?
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| Birds applaud as we turn into your tree
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| And although these photo albums don’t quite paint it right
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| There’s a video that plays inside my mind
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| And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
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| I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
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| And of all the things I miss the taste of you
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| The taste of you on me and me on you
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| I often wonder if my finest days are behind me
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| We were living in a golden haze so free
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| I miss us dancing in the midnight rain, do you remember?
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| Upstage and springtime and the days they change right in front of me
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| And although these photo albums don’t quite paint it right
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| There’s a video that plays inside my mind
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| And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
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| I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
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| And of all the things I miss the taste of you
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| The taste of you on me and me on you
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| I’ll forever inspire like time was a canvas we painted
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| Looking back I see colors and those colors ain’t fading
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| Still, we’re growing, we’re changing
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| Still, sometimes I need saving
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| But looking back I see colors
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| And of all the things I miss, I miss the view
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| I miss the way you look beneath the streetlights and the moon
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| And of all the things I miss the taste of you
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| The taste of you on me and me on you
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| And of all the things we’ve learned from each other
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| I discovered how the love with you
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| Beneath the streetlights and the moon
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| All of all things we caused
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| One another, I discovered how the love with you
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| Beneath the streetlights and the moon
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| Looking back I see colors |