| It opens up with the same old scene
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| Me pushing you on that old tire swing
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| Up so high you almost touch the sky
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| The picture fades to you and me
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| Caught stealing a kiss behind the tree
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| It’s so real, it’s like you never said goodbye
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| Every night I turn the lights down low
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| And take out that old video
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| I hold your pillow close in the TV’s glow
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| And let the good times roll
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| The world moves on and it always will
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| But I can make time stand still
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| I can turn it back and make things just the same
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| Though you’re gone, you’re still here
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| You’re far away, but always near
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| I can see your face and hear you call my name
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| Freeze frame
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| Every night I turn the lights down low
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| And take out that old video
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| I hold your pillow close in the TV’s glow
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| And let the good times roll
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| And when it comes to an end
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| I can play it all again
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| You went away but the good ol' days
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| Are here to stay
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| Every night I turn the lights down low
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| And take out that old video
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| I hold your pillow close in the TV’s glow
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| And let the good times roll |