| Under the orange tree, save some room for me
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| I’ll meet you there again
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| Over the span of time, start to realize
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| But you leave important
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| And you were the best friend
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| And we’re falling down on our time tonight
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| To the space out the moments
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| Waving the passing byes again
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| Did you think they would break for you?
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| Slow dance
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| And watch what they make of you
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| So save some room for me
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| Save some room for me
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| Under the orange tree, save some room for me
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| I’ll meet you there once more
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| You were a best friend, in a known life
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| I’ll hold you as dear that I can
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| And the same day, we lost you
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| It doesn’t make much sense, oh no
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| I took your picture off the book
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| So long, under a lock and key we drown
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| Yeah I’m under, I’m under
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| I’m under a lock and key
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| So save some room for me
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| So save some room for me
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| We don’t know if we’re breaking down
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| We don’t know if we’re breaking down
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| So save some room for me |