| She was the rain dancing in puddles
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| She was trouble
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| Me, with the games I played was a puzzle
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| But I loved her, it’s true
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| Now I know what love can do
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| Once we were young, and lived dangerous
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| But the rains poured down, they started to change us
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| We both grew so ancient
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| Singing in circles around her were golden cherubs of sorrow
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| I tried to bury them all in the backyard with a shovel
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| But I only dug myself a hole
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| Once we were young, and lived dangerous
|
| But the rains poured down, they started to change us
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| We both grew so ancient
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| There we were, familiar strangers
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| When the rains poured down
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| Heaven knows why she changed her mind
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| Or she saved her goodbyes
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| Over cloudy skies, we tried, with clipped wings, to fly
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| She was the rain dancing in puddles
|
| She was trouble
|
| Once we were young, and lived dangerous
|
| But the rains poured down, they started to change us
|
| We both grew so ancient
|
| So there we were, familiar strangers
|
| When the rains poured down
|
| Heaven knows why she changed her mind
|
| Or she saved her goodbyes
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| Over cloudy skies, we tried, with clipped wings, to fly |