| Your hands were cold
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| Sitting on a crowded back deck but you never felt so
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| So alone, so out of touch, so far from home
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| And they can all 'recollect
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| You from somewhere they forget'
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| And you don’t know
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| How to guide the highs and lows
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| Well, when it all folds in on itself
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| You gotta cushion the fall
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| Well, when it all folds in on itself
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| You know who to call
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| Yeah, I talked big game, couldn’t back it up
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| Closed eyes, but I couldn’t swing hard enough…
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| You start to think your brain took too long
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| And you said it all wrong when you said nothing at all
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| And it seems you did it again
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| You pushed them away when you needed a friend
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| And tell yourself maybe it’s best
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| If you don’t call or leave a message
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| 'Cause you know, but you don’t
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| You gotta not be so scared
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| Not be so scared
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| Not be so scared
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| And I watched you blossom
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| I know where you’re from
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| I knew who we were
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| And I just don’t know what we’ll become
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| And I watched you blossom
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| I know where you’re from
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| I knew who we were
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| And I just don’t know what we’ll become
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| And I watched you blossom
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| I know where you’re from
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| I knew who we were
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| And I just don’t know what we’ll become |