| She said, «Forever's gonna be like this»
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| Class ring promise and a shotgun kiss
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| Blue jeans, smoke and backseat dreams
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| Make kids in love believe anything
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| She can’t feel rain in July without thinkin' about him
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| And he can’t see top-down, old Jeeps without thinkin' about her
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| We love how forever begins
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| But the trouble with forever is it always ends
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| She thought love was a pretty, white dress
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| He thought the work was done when she said, «Yes»
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| Three hundred people heard her say, «I do»
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| But there was no one there when he said, «We're through»
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| And she can’t help sometimes wishin' they could start over
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| And he knows there’s so many things that he should have told her
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| We love how forever begins
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| But the trouble with forever is it always ends
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| Ooh-ooh-ooh
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| He holds her hand as she says, «Goodbye»
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| Fifty years in the blink of an eye
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| As close to forever as you’ll ever get
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| The trouble with forever is it always ends |