| Oh my god my honey
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| I think about it all the time
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| Evenings dark but sunny
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| Play back across my mind
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| In the dark walls in the back bar
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| In the corner of that small town
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| A yellow from the candle-light
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| I play it backwards and forwards
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| And any way I please, no direction feels true
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| But you do, you do, in a way that I’ll always love
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| You know, you do, in a way that I’ll always defend
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| So how do I do right by you now?
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| Oh my god my honey
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| Was I really so out of line?
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| The feeling once was heady
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| The feeling once was mine
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| In the currents, the ripples
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| The slow flow to the ocean
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| From the backwaters of our own lives
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| They pull us sideways and forwards
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| And any way they please, no direction feels true
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| But you do, you do, in a way that I’ll always love
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| You know, you do, in a way that I’ll always defend
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| So how do I do right by you now?
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| In the dark walls in the back bar
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| In the corner of that small town
|
| A yellow from the candle-light
|
| I play it backwards and forwards
|
| And any way I please, no direction feels true
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| But you do, you do, in a way that I’ll always love
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| You know, you do, in a way that I’ll always defend
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| In the dark walls in the back bar
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| In the corner of that small town
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| In a way that I’ll always love
|
| I play it backwards and forwards
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| And any way I please
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| In a way that I’ll always defend
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| So how do I do right by you now?
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| How do I do right by you now?
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| How do I do right by you now?
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| How do I do right by you now? |