| sl850
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| December 5th, 2009
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| Our honeymoon is over
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| And the best days of our love
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| Are dead and gone
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| Instead of growing closer
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| This time goes on and on We’re getting miles apart
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| Though you’re beside me as before
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| And when we kiss goodnight I find…
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| …That since we’re sharing the same bed
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| We’re not sharing the same dreams
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| Anymore
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| That since we’re sharing the same bed
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| We’re not sharing the same dreams
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| Anymore
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| We’re using the same bathroom
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| Where your personal things
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| Are lying close to mine
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| And I know that our clothes
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| Are drying on the same line
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| When friends come to call
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| They read our names on the door
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| If they could read our minds, they’d find…
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| …That since we’re sharing the same bed
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| We’re not sharing the same dreams
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| Anymore
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| That since we’re sharing the same bed
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| We’re not sharing the same dream (s)
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| Anymore
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| (We're) talking about problems
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| But we keep our feelings deep inside
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| We never say a tender word
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| We couldn’t even if we tried
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| It’s hard to realize you’re the girl
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| I’ve been waiting for
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| 'Cause when we kiss goodnight I find… |
| …That since we’re sharing the same bed
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| We’re not sharing the same dreams
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| Anymore
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| That since we’re sharing the same bed
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| We’re not sharing the same dreams
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| Anymore |