| I wish my heart was a hammer
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| I’d put you back together
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| But it’s just a heart, like yours
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| If my hands were a paddle
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| I’d pull you through this trouble
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| But they’re just hands, like yours
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| Here’s what these hands can do
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| Be here to hold you
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| And when you lose your way
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| Here’s what my heart would say
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| Love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back around
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| When words are a rainstorm
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| The lightning crash and the thunder roar
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| They’re just words, like yours
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| And when that storm is through
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| New words will find you
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| And what those words will say
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| «You're gonna be okay»
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| Love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back around
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| Oh, love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back around
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| Oh, hey, hey
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| I wish your eyes were a window
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| I could see the me that you know
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| But they’re just eyes, like mine
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| Love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back around
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| Oh, love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back
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| And love comes back around |