| Well it’s four in the morning, things are getting heavy
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| And we both know that its over, but we’re both not ready
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| And you’re talking like a stranger, so I don’t know what to do
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| And I’m calloused and I’m cruel to everyone but you
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| Yeah the stars shining through our window
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| And the stars shining through our window
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| And it’s been a while since I stared at the stars
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| Yeah it’s been a while since I stared at the stars
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| Spring can be the cruelest of months
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| By bringing in your life
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| Yeah we’re promising so much
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| Like the pledge that you gave when you said that you’d always love me
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| But we both know by autumn you’re like the color of leaves
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| Yeah the stars shining through our window
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| And the stars shining through our window
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| And its been a while since I stared at the stars
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| Yeah it’s been a while since I stared at the stars
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| Well I don’t think that it’s the end, but I know we can’t keep going
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| Well I don’t think that it’s the end, but I know we can’t keep going
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| Because blue skies are coming, but I know that it’s hard |