| The sun comes in glowing on my bedroom wall
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| A staircase out the window, its shadow on the floor
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| Looking at the light and dust a pretty gold install
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| I can’t help but wonder do you miss me at all
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| Schoolyard blues and dirty shoes kicking around the farm
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| City dreams calling out leave it all behind
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| Some noise above it interrupts my quiet reverie
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| I can’t help but wonder do you ever think of me
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| Down by the hidden creek around the bend
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| The willow leaves hanging down above our heads
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| All day we stayed until the sun went down
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| A constancy of horns and sirens call out the whole day
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| City valleys catch the sound and turn it up again
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| The sweetest little bird song somehow breaks through the din
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| I wonder if you and I will ever meet again
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| I can’t help but wonder if we’ll ever meet again
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| Lover, it wasn’t easy to pretend
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| Even the day you left I was just there as a friend
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| No I never dreamed I’d let you go
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| Once this was the biggest place; |
| now it just feels small, too
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| How can it be that I was ever scared of loving you
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| It was just the time I need for I am in amongst the blue
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| I guess I could just confess I really needed you
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| I guess I could just confess I really needed you
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| I guess I could just confess I really needed you |