| It must a been a place so dark, couldn’t feel the light
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| Reachin' for you through that stormy cloud
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| Now here we are gathered in our little home town
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| This can’t be the way you meant to draw a crowd
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| Oh why that’s what I keep askin'
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| Was there anything I could have said or done
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| Oh I had no clue you were masking a troubled soul, god only knows
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| What went wrong and why you’d leave the stage in the middle of a song
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| Mmmmmmm
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| Now in my mind I keep you frozen as a seventeen year old
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| Rounding third to score the winning run
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| You always played with passion no matter what the game
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| When you took the stage you shined just like the sun
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| Oh why that’s what I keep askin'
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| Was there anything I could have said or done
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| Oh I had no clue you were masking the troubled soul, oh god only knows
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| What went wrong and why you’d leave the stage in the middle of a song
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| Yeah yeah yeah
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| Now the oak trees are swayin' in the early autumn breeze
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| The golden sun is shining on my face
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| The tangled thoughts I hear a mockingbird sing
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| This old world really ain’t that bad a place
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| Oh why there’s no comprehending
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| And who am I to try to judge or explain
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| Oh but I do have one burning question
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| Who told you life wasn’t worth the fight
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| They were wrong
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| They lied
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| And now you’re gone
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| And we cried
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| Cause It’s not like you to walk away in the middle of a song
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| Your beautiful song
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| Your absolutely beautiful song |