| Well the years just pass
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| And everyone I know is growing up and old so fast
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| Am I the only one who wants to make this feeling last
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| Does everybody think I’m crazy?
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| Well the years pass by
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| And everyone’s fallen into all these nine-to-fives
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| They’re changing and they’re rearranging all parts of their lives
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| While all my plans are blurred and hazy
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| I tried to convince myself
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| That I am not overwhelmed
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| I can’t (Seem to) get myself together
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| And I’ll regret it (All if)
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| If things don’t look better in your eyes, your eyes
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| I can’t (Seem to) get myself together
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| And I’ll regret it (All if)
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| If things don’t look better in your eyes
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| Your eyes, your eyes
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| All my friends
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| Are running out of time to mess around and play pretend
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| The paths are chosen, and they’re known that they might never end
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| And soon they’ll all be having babies
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| So if I take the plunge
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| Try soaking up the scenery hoping I’m a sponge
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| Notoriously porous, I might get soaked up by the sun
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| And if I do you’ll have to save me
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| I tried to convince myself
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| That I am not overwhelmed
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| I can’t (Seem to) get myself together
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| And I’ll regret it (All if)
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| If things don’t look better in your eyes, your eyes
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| I can’t (Seem to) get myself together
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| And I’ll regret it (All if)
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| If things don’t look better in your eyes
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| Your eyes, your eyes
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| I can’t (Seem to) get myself together
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| And I’ll regret it (All if)
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| If things don’t look better in your eyes, your eyes
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| Your eyes, your eyes |