| Take me back to the corner of 8th and Vine
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| You and your last cigarette made your way into my mind
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| And when the rain came in the middle of the day
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| Huddled under the overhang of that run-down old cafe
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| I thought I loved you then
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| I had no idea
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| You are the reason why I stand
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| Here before you tryin' to be a better man
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| You are the reason I believe
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| Oh, in anything
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| And I’m on my knees, I’m in the dark
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| I’m a-lookin' for you, honey
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| Just give me a little spark
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| Another reason
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| Give me a reason
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| Just keep your eyes on me as the waves carry us to shore
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| Don’t you worry, honey, the desert wind will keep us warm
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| Here on the front stoop of our first apartment
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| Didn’t need much space, just to see your face in the mornin'
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| Hold on
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| I thought I loved you then
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| Oh, I had no idea
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| You are the reason why I stand
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| Here before you tryin' to be a better man
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| You are the reason I believe
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| Oh, in anything
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| You are the wolves in the woods
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| You are wild and free and magical
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| And I’m on my knees, I’m in the dark
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| I’m a-lookin' for you, honey |
| Just give me a little spark
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| Another reason
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| Give me a reason
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| Another reason
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| Give me a reason
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| I thought I loved you then
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| I think I love you now
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| Maybe I have no idea
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| Maybe I’m finding out |