| If I could find a way to fix one thing in my past
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| Could I change everything if I gave us a second chance
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| Remember you would drop by just to say hello
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| Remember talking by the porch light about a love we used to know
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| Oh how I wish that I’d stayed when you asked me to
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| Instead I lied to myself saying there were things I had to do
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| When you heard the gate lock
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| You knew you couldn’t make me stay so
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| You walked me over to the bus stop
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| I should have never turned away
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| But if you’re walking down that old road, you know what to do
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| Walk down just past the apricot grove to the pond where we used to
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| Whisper things that nobody knew
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| And we would make pretend we could capture the light of the moon
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| Never realized what I’d found
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| In that apricot town
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| Years down the road I found
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| You had moved to the city
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| I told myself you’d call
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| Thinking oh he loved me once didn’t he
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| All the months I waited from the autumn to the fall
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| Finally the memories faded but I could not lose them all
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| And how would you look at me now
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| If you ever found I decided to come back around
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| When I say my last prayer and I finally make it home
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| I would be waiting there in the spot we used to call our own
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| I’d remember that way that I feel now
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| I’ll meet there someday in our apricot town |