| We were so young
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| It was midsummer
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| Us imagining
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| Went to pick flowers
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| You were my
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| My only friend
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| When I moved away
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| We would write letters
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| Sweet and too dripping
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| Oh, I missed our ways
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| Remember walking
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| The longest way home
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| Over big rocks
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| Trying to get lost
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| But we knew
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| The way too well
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| It was so magic, bliss
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| It was so hard
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| Five years passed
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| Too bad our friendship did not last
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| We’d never be quite the same
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| No, never feel quite the same, oh
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| Five years passed
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| Too bad our friendship did not last
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| We’d never be quite the same
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| No, never feel quite the same
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| When I came back
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| We were seventeen
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| We were strangers
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| With some history
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| As if our secrets weren’t told
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| (Wandering home, never checking)
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| You were girlier, dancing ballet
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| We had moved planets apart
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| Apart, apart, apart, apart
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| Moved apart
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| Apart, apart, apart, apart
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| Five years passed
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| Too bad our friendship did not last
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| We’d never be quite the same
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| No never feel quite the same
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| Five years passed
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| As strangers, we could not match
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| We’d never feel quite the same
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| No never feel quite the same
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| We were too young
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| I’m missing our fun
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| Always imagining
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| I wanna be back again
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| I’d been walking through rain clouds
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| Finally I had found my friend
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| I always imagining
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| I wanna be back again |