| What didn’t know back then
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| Was that I might be crying
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| It is such a simple sentiment
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| To steal the show
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| And what I didn’t know back then
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| Is that I might be losing you
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| And still I wouldn’t know
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| And now I suck up to the pale moonlight
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| Like it’s gonna lead me home
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| And I shiver in my tired clothes
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| As if that could keep me warm
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| And now I stare across the dirty river
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| And I’m sure upon this bridge I’ll see you
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| Cos I dreamt I’d kiss you up there
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| What I didn’t know back then
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| Is how great the sin
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| How time goes so slowly
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| When you’re cheating on a friend
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| And what I didn’t know back then
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| Is that I might be needing you
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| Yeah I might be needing you
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| The need it doesn’t end
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| And now I stare across the dirty river
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| And I breathe the dirty air
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| And I’m sure upon the bridge I’ll see you
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| 'Cos I dreamt I’d kiss you there
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| What I didn’t know back then
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| Was that I might be crying
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| It’s such a simple sentiment
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| To steal the show |