| Life speaks in colours that I don’t know
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| Got stuck in the creases of the open road
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| With no clear beginning, nor bitter end
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| But it sure makes you tumble
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| It sure makes you bend
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| We’re all so young, dumb, and beautiful
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| Watch us break our own hearts and taint our own souls
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| We build our rockets, fly to the moon
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| But I don’t even know how to say I love you
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| No, I don’t even know how to say I love you
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| I guess we’re still learning and that’s ok
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| Take it minute by hour, by day by day
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| And I know it ain’t easy to come back around
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| Oh, when life leaves you upside down like a frown
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| Saying life took me down by the river to drown
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| God save me
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Deep water
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Deep water
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Deep water
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| We all want a stage to express our cries
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| Oh, but lately when I’m up there the light hurts my eyes
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| And I might take a breath, I think I need a pause
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| 'Cause I can’t hear myself in this deafening applause
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| And I call my mother on the telephone
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| Saying how’d you do it? |
| Did you do it alone?
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| Try to go back to where it all began
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| To better understand the woman I am
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| Help me better understand the woman I am
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Deep water
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| When my time’s done
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| Closure will come
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| I hope that I’m ready, hopefully done
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| Hope that I’ve loved in the way that you do
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| And I hope to accept my own bittersweet truths
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| Yes, I hope to accept my own bittersweet truths
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Deep water
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| (Oh, oh, oh, oh)
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| Life speaks in colours that I don’t know
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| Got stuck in the creases of the open road
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| With no clear beginning, nor bitter end
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| But it sure makes you tumble
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| It sure makes you bend |