| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (x4)
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| It’s colder now when you’re around
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| Say the word and I’ll hit the ground
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| Silence gives us just enough
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| To think we might still be in love
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| I could look from every side
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| Cause if the angles right you’re perfect
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| One last time stand very still
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| Remember we had good days
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| It’s bound to be one of those things
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| Where it won’t fly though I gave it wings
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| Where I went deep and you spread thin
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| Guess it’s bound to be one of things
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| It creeps us up when we’re fast asleep
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| Twists the dreams of you and me
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| Turned the corner there’s nothing left
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| But if we just wait it might come back
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| I could look from every side
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| Cause if the angles right you’re perfect
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| One last time stand very still
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| Remember we had good days
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| It’s bound to be one of those things
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| Where it won’t fly though I gave it wings
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| Where I went deep and you spread thin
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| Guess it’s bound to be one of things
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| Over and over
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| We lose our hold and slowly
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| Come undone, we slowly
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| Come undone
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| It’s bound to be one of those things
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| Where it won’t fly though I gave it wings
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| Where I went deep and you spread thin
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| Guess it’s bound to be one of things |