| You’re a four leaf clover in a field of green
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| It’s a miracle I found you
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| You’re everything and in-between
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| I know that in my head
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| But I keep on looking for that fatal flaw
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| Or even just a small one
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| Trying to justify this gypsy heart
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| I haven’t found one yet
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| Maybe I’m too young to grow old with you
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| I don’t wanna feel it but sometimes I do
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| And I know I might regret it if I let this love slip through
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| But I’m afraid I am too young to grow old with you
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| When I see the horizon, there’s a long straight line
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| Where the ocean meets the sky
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| And I won’t be ready to tie you down
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| Till I find out what’s behind
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| I will send you letters and a photograph
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| Will you keep 'em in your pocket?
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| So I know you will remember me
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| When I come back down the line
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| Maybe I’m too young to grow old with you
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| I don’t wanna feel it but sometimes I do
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| And I know I might regret it if I let this love slip through
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| But I’m afraid I am too young to grow old with you
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| Yes, and I know, I know, I know your
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| Heart is on the line
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| I hope you know, you know, you know, you know
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| So is mine
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| Baby, I’m too young to grow old with you
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| I don’t wanna feel it but sometimes I do
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| And I know I might regret it if I let this love slip through
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| Maybe I’m too young to grow old with you
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| I don’t wanna feel it but sometimes I do
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| And I know I might regret it if I let this love slip through
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| But I’m afraid I am too young to grow old with you
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| I’m afraid I am too young to grow old with you |