| In a silent way we lie under heavy drapes
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| Just to mask away the light from the coming day
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| When, when, when we’re older
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| When, when, when we’re older
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| Can I still come over
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| Hold our naked sheets, our colored breathes we’ll see
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| Your hair knots on top of me, oh how the heart it beats
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| When, when, when we’re older
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| When, when, when we’re older
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| Can I still come over
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| Can I still come over
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| Can I still come over
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| Can I still come over
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| When we’re older can I still come over
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| When we’re older can I still come over
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| When we’re older can I still come over
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| When we’re older can I still come over
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| When, when, when we’re older
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| When, when, when we’re older |