| Look at how far we’ve come
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| Look at this mess we’ve made
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| I’m still praying that the sun
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| tears my body from the shade
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| Tell me that we’re too far gone
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| Tell me that we’ll be okay
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| Swear to God I’d leave right now
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| If Heaven wasn’t so far away
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| But this is not an exercise
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| And nobody gets out alive
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| Stop. |
| What if I, what if I stop?
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| Mourning doves, meet me in the morning
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| Love, what if I, what if I die before you wake?
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| Promise, I promise you can lean on me, lean on me
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| I can be your shoulder
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| There’s still room for us to pull over
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| But we can’t stop
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| I swear to morning, Love
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| We can be together like mourning doves
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| Yeah, realize that no escape
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| Releases you from your mistakes
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| Oh, this is not a warning
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| But innocence is calling
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| And I sense that’s it’s a falling embrace
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| Because this is not an exercise
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| And nobody gets out alive
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| Stop. |
| What if I, what if I stop?
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| Mourning doves, meet me in the morning
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| Love, what if I, what if I die before you wake?
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| Promise, I promise you can lean on me, lean on me
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| I can be your shoulder
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| There’s still room for us to pull over
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| But we can’t stop
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| I swear to morning, love
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| We can be together like mourning doves
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| We can be together like mourning doves
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| Because we both know
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| We’re running out of time
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| We’re running out of time
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| Listen, listen, listen, listen
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| Mourning doves, meet me in the morning
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| Love, what if I, what if I die before you wake?
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| Promise, I promise you can lean on me, lean on me
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| I can be your shoulder
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| There’s still room for us to pull over
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| But we can’t stop
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| I swear to morning, love
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| We can be together like mourning doves
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| We can be together like mourning doves |