| If you meet me baby we could realign
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| But we’ll be chasing till we die
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| It passes quickly
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| By the water back when you were mine
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| Oh how it used to make you cry
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| It used to make you
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| You leave me hanging, hanging on
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| There’s no explaining, why it’s gone
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| And I try to try to keep it all in a dream
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| But we’ve been changing all along
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| If you meet me baby we could realign
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| But we’ll be chasing till we die
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| It passes quickly
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| By the water back when you were mine
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| Oh how it used to make you cry
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| It used to make you
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| The tree’s been cut down to the ground
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| You keep stalling all year round
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| And I try to try to keep it all in a dream
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| But I’m still hearing that tired sound
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| You make loving such a chore
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| Won’t you help us realign
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| You make loving such a chore
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| And there’s no replacing time
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| If you meet me baby we could realign
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| But we’ll be chasing till we die
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| It passes quickly
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| By the water back when you were mine
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| Oh how it used to make you cry
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| It used to make you |