| A perfect afternoon, to feel this lovely
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| So I stay, where it’s sunny
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| And I call you, to come and meet me
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| You said cool, give me fifteen
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| We grab some sand out by the beach
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| Enough to fill an hourglass for eternity
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| You take my hand then you ask me
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| Are you sure this life’s your dream?
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| And I say
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| It may take some time to find what you’re looking for
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| I swear I never wanted more
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| Yeah I say
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| It may take some time to find what you’re looking for
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| So, baby, whatcha lookin' for?
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| Then we hit the road, cruisin' seaside
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| Highway one, arm was outside
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| Flap our wings, learnin' to fly
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| We take-off, to feel the pink skies
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| You find the map in my glove box
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| Just to see the lines we’ve crossed
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| You ask me where is the drop-off
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| Are you sure we’re not just lost?
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| And I say
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| It may take some time to find what you’re looking for
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| I swear I never wanted more
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| Yeah I say
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| It may take some time to find what you’re looking for
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| So, baby, whatcha lookin' for?
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| Oh it might take some time to right your wrongs
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| The ink won’t dry until we draw
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| So let’s go out and find where we belong
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| And when you wonder if it’s worth it all
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| To trip over the lines we saw
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| I’ll be there to catch you when you fall
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| And I say
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| It may take some time to find what you’re looking for
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| I swear I never wanted more
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| Yeah I say
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| It may take some time to find what you’re looking for
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| So, baby, whatcha lookin' for? |