| Counting days, counting days
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| Since my love up and got lost on me
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| And every breath that I’ve been taken
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| Since you left feels like a waste on me
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| I’ve been holding on to hope
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| That you’ll come back when you can find some peace
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| 'Cause every word that I’ve heard spoken
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| Since you left feels like a hollow street
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| I’ve been told, I’ve been told to get you off my mind
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| But I hope I never lose the bruises that you left behind
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| Oh my lord, oh my lord, I need you by my side
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| There must be something in the water
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| 'Cause every day it’s getting colder
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| And if only I could hold you
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| You’d keep my head from going under
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| Maybe I, maybe I’m just being blinded
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| By the brighter side
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| Of what we had because it’s over
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| Well, there must be something in the tide
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| And I’ve been told, I’ve been told to get you off my mind
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| But I hope I never lose the bruises that you left behind
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| Oh my lord, oh my lord, I need you by my side
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| There must be something in the water
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| 'Cause every day it’s getting colder
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| And if only I could hold you
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| You’d keep my head from going under
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Aah-aah-aah-aah-aah
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| It’s your love I’m lost in
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| Your love I’m lost in
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| Your love I’m lost in
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| And I’m tired of being so exhausted
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| Your love I’m lost in
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| Your love I’m lost in
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| Your love I’m lost in
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| Even though I’m nothing to you now
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| Even though I’m nothing to you now
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| There must be something in the water
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| 'Cause every day it’s getting colder
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| And if only I could hold you
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| You’d keep my head from going under
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| There must be something in the water
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| 'Cause every day it’s getting colder
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| And if only I could hold you
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| You’d keep my head from going under
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh |