| Thought I saw the last of your warmth leave
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| I saw it leaving in your eyes
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| Can’t believe how much I still need
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| Can’t believe how little I know why
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| While abandoning your facial chapel
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| We’re listening to your favorite songs
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| Strange to think that you know what comes after
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| While here the music just keeps playing on
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| While here the music just keeps playing on
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| It’s hard to tell, it’s hard to say
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| Who’s strings might swell on any given day
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| But I still feel you around me
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| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell
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| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell
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| But I still feel you around me
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| Like the remnants of a ringing bell
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| But I still feel you around me
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| Like the remnants of a ringing bell
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| Thought I saw the last of your warmth leave
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| But I thought you still might need my shoes
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| Somehow I’d like to still believe
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| That they might be of some use
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| While abandoning your facial chapel
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| We’re listening to your favorite songs
|
| Strange to think that you know what comes after
|
| While here the music just keeps playing on
|
| While here the music just keeps playing on
|
| It’s hard to tell, it’s hard to say
|
| Who’s strings might swell on any given day
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| But I still feel you around me
|
| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell
|
| It’s hard to say, it’s hard to tell
|
| But I still feel you around me
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| Like the remnants of a ringing bell
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| But I still feel you around me
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| Like the remnants of a ringing bell
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| But I still feel you around me
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| Like the remnants of a ringing bell
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| I still feel you around me
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| I still feel you around me |