| She said I like the way you smile at me
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| Always makes me feel so young
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| And that’s the difference between you and all the other ones
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| She kept a note of all the things he said
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| In a diary hidden under her bed
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| And every now and then she’d sleep with it held in her hand
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| Pretend he was there
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| And that’s all that she believes in
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| Lives her life pretending one day
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| He’ll come home again
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| Don’t think she’ll ever lose that feeling
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| Until the day
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| Until there’s nothing left in front of you
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| Until there’s nothing left that you can do
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| Until regret remains the parting view
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| Forget it
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| She said I like the way you smile at me
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| I just know that I should hold on
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| And that’s the difference between
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| Me and all the other ones
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| And that’s all that she believes in
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| Lives her life pretending one day
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| He’ll come home again
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| Don’t think she’ll ever lose that feeling
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| Until the day
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| Until there’s nothing left in front of you
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| Until there’s nothing left that you can do
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| Until regret remains the parting view
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| Forget it
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| Until there’s nothing left in front of you
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| Until there’s nothing left that you can do
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| Until regret remains the parting view
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| Forget it |