| In the quiet time of evening
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| When the stars assume their patterns
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| And the day has made his journey
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| And we wondered just what happened
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| To the life we knew before the world changed
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| When not a thing I held was true
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| But you were kind to me and you reminded me
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| That the world is not my playground
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| There are other things that matter
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| And when a simple needs protecting
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| My illusions all would shatter
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| But you stayed in my corner
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| The only world I know was upside down
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| And now the world and me, I know you carry me
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| You see the patterns in the big sky
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| Those constellations look like you and I
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| Just like the patterns in the big sky
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| We could be lost we could refuse to try
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| But we made it through in the dark night
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| Would those lucky guys turn out to be
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| But that unusual blend of my funny friend and me
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| I’m not as clever as I thought I was
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| I’m not the boy I used to be because
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| You showed me something different, you showed me something pure
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| I always seemed so certain but I was really never sure
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| But you stayed and you called my name
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| When others would have walked out on a lousy game
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| And you could’ve made it through
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| But your funny friend and me
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| You see the patterns in the big sky
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| Those constellations look like you and I
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| That tiny planet in a bigger guy
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| I don’t know whether I should laugh or cry
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| Just like the patterns in the big sky
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| We’ll be together till the end is nigh
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| Don’t know the answer or the reason why
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| We’ll stick together till the day we die
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| If I had to do this all a second time
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| I won’t complain or make a fuss
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| When the angels sing that that unlikely blend
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| Are those two funny friends
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| That’s us |