| We were worn,
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| bleary eyed as we
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| fell through the crossfire of
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| the viciousness of life and I
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| tried to call
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| but I’m breathless and tired
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| So let’s grow old together
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| sweetness you’re my heart and soul
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| a thousand nights that I lay restless
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| praying you’d come home.
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| And don’t say he loves you more than I could don’t you
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| Kiss, hug and make up now yes I knew you would
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| Don’t make these blue skies turn to red
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| coz I’m yours
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| and I won’t regret it.
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| If you would take
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| a second glance then I’d
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| present my feathers and
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| pretend I stood a chance
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| but a wiser man
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| you have taught me to be
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| So let’s grow old together
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| sweetness you’re my flesh and bone
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| a thousand times that I screamed liar
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| knowing you were gone.
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| Don’t say he loves you more than I could don’t you
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| Kiss, hug and make up now yes I knew you would
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| Don’t make these blue skies turn to red
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| I’m yours and I won’t regret it
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| Come home to me
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| my bodies weak
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| this symphony of pain keeps bringing
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| Choirs of hope
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| and ecstasy
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| that say that we
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| might find each other.
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| Sometimes I just blame myself
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| bring her home to me
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| Sometimes I just blame my…
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| Don’t say he loves you more than I could don’t you
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| Kiss, hug and make up now yes I knew you would
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| Don’t make these blue skies turn to red
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| I’m yours and I won’t regret it.
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| yours and I won’t regret it. |