| What can be said about the past three months?
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| Well, September’s here and my friends have moved on
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| I guess the seasons change us like they always do
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| And when the flowers bloom spring time next year
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| You know I’ll be thinking of you just like I always am
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| And if I fall, I’ll fall down in fear
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| â€~Cause this summer made me wonder what the hell am I doing here?
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| And brown eyes, you got me looking up wide eyed
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| Into the sky to see if I can find my own way home
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| I’ve been spending these nights
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| Behind closed eyes inside this room
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| Where I dream that if I scream these words
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| Loud enough they will come true
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| It’s the only time that I can lie
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| To myself about these days
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| So I’ll sit back and dream that you and me
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| Are together in this place
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| Just like all those good times
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| If I fall, I’ll fall down in fear
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| â€~Cause this summer made me wonder what the hell am I doing here?
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| And brown eyes, you got me looking up wide eyed
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| Into the sky to see if I can find my own way home
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| One thing that I’ve learned from these
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| Entire past three months |
| Is that you never take for granted
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| The ones you love
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| It’s hard to figure out just what I should do now
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| â€~Cause this world is about to change
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| Doctors didn’t say why we live, we love, we die
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| This world is about to change
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| I miss your voice right now
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| It’s hard to figure how
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| My world is about to change
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| And if I fall, I’ll fall down in fear
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| This summer made me wonder what the hell am I doing here?
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| And brown eyes, you got me looking up wide eyed
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| Into the sky to see if I can find my own way home |