| Growing up never made much sense to me
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| But dealing with this life I lead
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| Making, oh so many plans
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| That never seem to come true in the end
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| And yeah, I know that we were young
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| But age doesn’t mean much when you’re truly in love
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| Hold on to that feeling that I always had
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| And hope that one day I will see you again
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| Oh, I know that one day I will see you again
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| And I’ll keep holding my breath
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| So let’s trace those steps back to where we first met
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| A place I’ll never forget â€~cause you and I we can’t let
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| All this space between a perfect you and perfect me
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| It’s just so hard to believe that you’re gone
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| I tried my luck at so many things
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| I’ve seen enough joy to make you wanna sing
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| I’ve hit the highest of highs, the lowest of lows
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| But now I’m sick and tired of being alone
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| And as I trace those steps, the same very steps
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| That lead up to the room where we once slept
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| I’ve got this pain in my chest
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| Oh, this pain it’s too deep but to keep direct
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| Oh, so I’ll keep holding my breath
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| And I’ll trace those steps back to where we first met |
| A place I’ll never forget â€~cause you and I we can’t let
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| All this space between a perfect you and perfect me
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| It’s just so hard to believe that you’re gone
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| Oh my God this hurts like hell
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| And how am I supposed to tell myself
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| That if I keep on singing my way through this
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| One day I’ll be fine, one day I’ll be fine
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| So I’ll trace those steps back to where we first met
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| A place I’ll never forget â€~cause you and I we can’t let
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| All this space between a perfect you and perfect me
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| Now I know and I believe that you’re not gone
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| You’re right here |