| Lets take it back to the start when we collided like shooting stars
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| In our skies, in our eyes
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| I was inspired by the fires that burnt beneath your fragile skin
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| Well it made me think
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| Well back then it was just high days and lazy days
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| Helping us fly, helping us fly
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| We never thought that things would get serious,
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| Well, well, you were so imperious
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| Cos I never signed up for a month of Sundays with you
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| Too many pictures you drew
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| Cos you were always looking at the year and not the day to day
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| That was your point of view
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| And with winter creeping in, comes the storm
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| Our flames died down, our time ran out
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| Cos all that we are left with is the bittersweet taste of love,
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| Love and loss
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| Please allow me to say how sorry I am for holding your hand
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| Love will always come undone, when we were young
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| When we were young
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| All that we are left with is the bitter sweet taste of love, love and loss
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| All that we are left with is the bitter sweet taste of love, love and loss
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it
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| And it stole your soul until your blood ran cold and it took its toll on your
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| life
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| And it stole your soul until your blood ran cold and it took its toll on your
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| life
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more
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| You wanted it more |