| It’s you and me
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| It’s my voice talking cheap on the telephone
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| It’s where I’ve been
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| It’s the proof that I waited to say I’m wrong
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| Stuck inside my head that November
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| You know I never been a type to get up and surrender
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| That’s how I feel
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| I don’t ask, you don’t tell find the way to chill
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| Standing in the sun mid December
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| Listening to the songs that I know you love
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| Take me back in time, when we used to fly miles apart
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| It’s everything
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| It’s the close that you left with your memory
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| I’ve been battling
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| With the ghost from your past like it portray
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| And everytime I think things are better
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| I end up at the start, colder heart than the weather
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| That’s how I feel
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| I don’t ask, you don’t tell moving on for-real
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| Standing in the sun mid December
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| Listening to the songs that I know you love
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| Take me back in time, when we used to fly miles apart
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| Standing in the sun mid December
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| Listening to the song that I know you love
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| Take me back in time, when we used to fly miles apart
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| I don’t wanna come back down
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| I don’t wanna come back down |