| You got to pick up the pieces of your broken heart
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| You got to stitch 'em together, you want a new start
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| And when you turn the page there will be different words
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| You got to live everyday like it’s the last night
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| Don’t need know where you’re going before you take flight
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| And when you break the clouds there will be a different light
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| There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
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| We took shelter from the rain
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| Yeah, we never won but we never lost
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| A place in each of us
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| A memory that something was beautiful
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| So beautiful A street in Istanbul
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| You got to pick up the pieces of your broken heart
|
| You got to stitch 'em together, you want a new start
|
| And when you turn the page there will be different words
|
| There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
|
| We took shelter from the rain
|
| Yeah, we never won but we never lost
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| A place in each of us
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| A memory that something was beautiful
|
| So beautiful A street in Istanbul
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| There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
|
| We took shelter from the rain
|
| Yeah, we never won but we never lost
|
| A place in each of us
|
| A memory that something was beautiful
|
| So beautiful A street in Istanbul
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| There’s a street in Istanbul where the trees lost their leaves
|
| We took shelter from the rain
|
| Yeah, we never won but we never lost
|
| A place in each of us
|
| A memory that something was beautiful
|
| So beautiful A street in Istanbul
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| A street in Istanbul |