| I don’t think I can remember in my entire life another time just like this
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| Never did it before, never been so unsure, this is a special moment
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| I don’t know what to do whenever something is new I always seem to forget
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| I can’t make sense of the way, the words that I want to say, and lose them all
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| in my head
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| Ready, or not, but here I come
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| Lured me right out of where I’m from
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| I’ll look around and wait to see
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| Whatever works its way to be
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| I don’t think that I could ever be prepared to discover something perfectly new
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| But the desire to know makes it curious, so I guess I’m kind of amused
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| And it’s just the thought that maybe understanding so vaguely is the way it
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| should be
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| If it’s a mystery still and always has that appeal, perhaps that’s better,
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| really
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| Ready, or not, but here I come
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| Lured me right out of where I’m from
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| I’ll look around and wait to see
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| Whatever works its way to be
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| I don’t think I can remember in my entire life another time just like this
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| Don’t understand what I feel, can’t pick out if it is real, this is a special
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| moment |