| From the broken window of your room
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| We watch the tower kiss the halo of the moon
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| Somewhere in a field of our friends
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| You left my favorite shirt hanging on a fence
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| To scare the crows, no one knows
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| Just how, our story goes
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| You and I, before we die
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| We’re going to give this dream a try
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| When we do, tell me true
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| What am I to you?
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| Just a passing thing, or your future king?
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| They’re gonna say the rules are real
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| We’re gonna say we go by feel
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| They’re gonna say we’ve got it wrong
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| We’re gonna say the world’s a song
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| We make up as we go
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| Sailing paper airplanes down the stairs
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| We hear the sirens in the warm summer air
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| Leanin' out the window, lookin' up
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| We watch the Big Dipper slowly filling up
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| The darkness grows, no one knows
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| Just how, our story goes
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| You and I, before we die
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| We’re going to give this dream a try
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| When we do, tell me true
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| What am I to you?
|
| Just a passing thing, or your future king?
|
| They’re gonna say the rules are real
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| We’re gonna say we go by feel
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| They’re gonna say we’ve got it wrong
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| We’re gonna say the world’s a song
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| We make up as we go |