| Call my name with the window down
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| Haven’t heard that voice in a minute
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| Familiar melodies
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| Half foreign to me now
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| You get out say get over here
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| Haven’t felt those arms in a minute
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| Familiar sensory half foreign to me now
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| Pages turned and papers worn
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| And coffee spills on the corner of my
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| Chapters closed, synopsis born
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| I’m writing the foreword
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| This just proves that we both did the right thing
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| You can’t tell me that you feel the same thing
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| That you did last summer
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| We learn we grow, we cry, we know today
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| We let it go we’re on our own
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| Ok
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| We learn, we grow, we cry, we know today
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| Drank me in put your glasses on
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| I could see you hiding your feelings
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| Remembering all of me
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| Half foreign to you now
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| And even though I’ve been here before
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| All the distance formed in my being
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| Removing memories
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| Half foreign to you now
|
| Pages turned and papers worn
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| And coffee spills on the corner of my
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| Chapters closed, synopsis born
|
| I’m writing the foreword
|
| This just proves that we both did the right thing
|
| You can’t tell me that you feel the same thing
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| That you did last summer
|
| We learn we grow, we cry, we know today
|
| We let it go we’re on our own
|
| Ok
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| We learn, we grow, we cry, we know today
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| Used to look into your eyes and see the world was whole
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| Never thought about the motherfucking strings I pulled to
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| Love you my love
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| Love you my love
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| Used to look into your eyes and see the world was whole
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| Never thought about the motherfucking strings I pulled to
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| Love you my love
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| Love you my love |