| Like I was climbing up a hill,
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| The hill was covered in daffodils.
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| The trees are full of forgotten kites,
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| The skylarks sing in the the morning light, morning light.
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| I’m looking down across the bay,
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| The last sandcastle has washed away.
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| The salt air burning within our lungs.
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| The shadows long for the setting sun, setting sun.
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| And it feels like we just pressed rewind, like we just press rewind.
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| And it feels like we went back in time, like we just pressed rewind,
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| Pressed rewind.
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| Stop don’t do it,
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| Stop don’t do it to me.
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| Just stop don’t do it,
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| Don’t wake me up from my dream.
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| No stop don’t do it,
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| Stop don’t do it to me.
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| Don’t tell the others, the others, the brothers, the lovers,
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| Don’t wake me up.
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| I wish that I could split in two,
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| My better half would stay here with you.
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| Naming the flowers and counting the waves.
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| Like castaways in the dying days, dying days.
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| And it feels like we just pressed rewind, like we just pressed rewind.
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| And it feels like we went back in time, like we just pressed rewind,
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| Press rewind.
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| And it feels like we just pressed rewind, like we just pressed rewind.
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| And it feels like we went back in time, like we just pressed rewind,
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| Pressed rewind.
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| Stop don’t do it, stop don’t do it to me.
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| And stop don’t do it, don’t wake me up from my dream.
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| Stop don’t do it, stop don’t do it to me.
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| Don’t tell the others, the others, the brothers, the lovers
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| Don’t wake me up. |