| Tired of plucking petals off of roses
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| Hitting the floor one after another
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| It’s turning my fingers red
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| Could this be my ignorance
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| That’s leading me to believe yeah
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| If I had a-
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| If I had a wish I’d
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| Rather keep my head in the clouds
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| Ignorance is bliss so
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| Can I just pretend for now, for now
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| He loves me he loves me not
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Will I know before the petals drop
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| He loves me he loves me not
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Tell me now before the petals drop
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Wishing on every star and
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| Chasing fairytales from a book
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| One after another
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| Daisies and buttercups
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| Am I just a fool in love
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| Maybe I’m clueless and young, but if I
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| If I had a wish I’d
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| Rather keep my head in the clouds
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| Ignorance is bliss so
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| Can I just pretend for now, for now
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| He loves me he loves me not
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Will I know before the petals drop
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| He loves me he loves me not
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Tell me now before the petals drop
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
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| Make you wanna say oh oh
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| Whoa, whoa, whoa
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| One, two, three, sing
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| Will I know before, before the petals drop
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| Let me know before, before my heart stops
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| (There's nothing not to love)
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| Tell me now before, before more petals drop
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| Drop, drop, drop, drop
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| He loves me he loves me not
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Will I know before the petals drop
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| He loves me he loves me not
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| Can you my darling, can you picture this
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| Tell me now before the petals drop
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| Whoa, whoa
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| Picture this |