| Sometimes I find myself sittin' back and reminiscing
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| Especially when I have to watch other people kissin'
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| And I remember when you started callin' me your miss’s
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| All the play fightin', all the flirtatious disses
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| I’d tell you sad stories about my childhood
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| I don’t why I trusted you but I knew that I could
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| We’d spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
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| I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt
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| Dreams, Dreams
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| Of when we had just started things
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| Dreams of you and me
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| It seems, It seems
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| That I can’t shake those memories
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| I wonder if you have the same dreams too.
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| The littlest things that take me there
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| I know it sounds lame but its so true
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| I know its not right, but it seems unfair
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| That the things are reminding me of you
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| Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
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| Even if only for one weekend
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| So come on, Tell me
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| Is this the end?
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| Drinkin' tea in bed
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| Watching DVD’s
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| When I discovered all your dirty grotty magazines
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| You take me out shopping and all we’d buy is trainers
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| As if we ever needed anything to entertain us
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| the first time that you introduced me to your friends
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| and you could tell I was nervous, so you held my hand
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| when I was feeling down, you made that face you do
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| There’s no one in the world that could replace you
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| Dreams, Dreams
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| Of when we had just started things
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| Dreams of me and you
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| It seems, It seems
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| That I can’t shake those memories
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| I wonder if you feel the same way too
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| The littlest things that take me there
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| I know it sounds lame but its so true
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| I know its not right, but it seems unfair
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| That the things reminding me of you
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| Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
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| Even if only for one weekend
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| So come on, Tell me
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| Is this the end?
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| (juliya_92@rin)
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