| The sun above your head, I am home
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| The day was looking good, but I guess I spoke too soon
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| You couldn’t shut your eyes while I was dreaming inside
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| Did not even knock upon my door
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| But you didn’t really do that, did you?
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| You could’ve had it back, but I held you
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| You had it pretty good until the end
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| You didn’t really do that, did you?
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| The stars were in your eyes and mine, too
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| You couldn’t trust the moon over my head
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| You said you had it better back then, did you?
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| But you didn’t really mean that, did you?
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| You could’ve said anything else
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| You could’ve had it back, but I held you
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| You had it pretty good, until the end
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| You didn’t really mean that, did you?
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| Your hair is falling out as mine grays
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| The time is passing right before our eyes
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| The stars are dead, but they still shed light
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| You didn’t really do that, did you?
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| You could’ve had it back, but i held you
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| You had it pretty good, until the end
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| But you didn’t really do that…
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| You didn’t really do that…
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| You didn’t really do that, did you? |