| I wanna sing you lullabies
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| And maybe next year make it to the beach
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| And not just on the inside
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| You could have all of me
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| I get crazy highs and lows
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| Like the sun going down by the side the road
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| Let me bask in your golden sea
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| I’ll carry you around with me
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| I wouldn’t go back, cause we wouldn’t know
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| That summer comes sweetest after the cold
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| So tell your mother that you’re bringing me home
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| You’re in my mind
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| If not my arms
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| For always
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| I’m learning how to hold my head
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| So you don’t see me looking down
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| But how can I fool you when you know
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| Everything I lost, you found
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| I wouldn’t go back, cause we wouldn’t know
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| Summer comes sweetest after the cold
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| So tell your mother that you’re bringing me home
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| Here, it’s yours. |
| My only heart
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| I wouldn’t go back, cause we wouldn’t know
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| Summer comes sweetest after the cold
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| So tell your mother that you’re bringing me home
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| I wouldn’t go back, cause we wouldn’t know
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| Summer comes sweetest after the cold
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| So tell your mother that you’re bringing me home
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| Here, it’s yours. |
| My only heart |