| With December comes the glimmer on her face
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| And I get a bit nervous
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| I get a bit nervous now
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| In the twelve months on
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| I won’t make friends with change
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| When everyone’s perfect can we start over again?
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| The playgrounds they get rusty and your
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| Heart beats another ten thousand times before
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| I got the chance to say
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| I miss you
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| When it gets hard
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| I get a little stronger now
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| I get a little braver now
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| And when it gets dark
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| I get a little brighter now
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| I get a little wiser now
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| Before I give my heart away
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| Well we met each other at the house of runaways
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| I remember it perfectly
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| We were running on honesty
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| We moved together like a silver lock and key
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| But now that your lock has changed
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| I know I can’t fit that way |