| You said it in a simple way,
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| 4 AM, the second day,
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| How strange that I don’t know you at all.
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| Stumbled through the long goodbye,
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| One last kiss, then catch your flight,
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| Right when I was just about to fall
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| I told myself don’t get attached,
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| But in my mind I play it back,
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| Spinning faster than the plane that took you…
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| And this is when the feeling sinks in,
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| I don’t wanna miss you like this,
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| Come back… be here, come back… be here.
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| I guess you’re in New York today,
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| I don’t wanna need you this way,
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| Come back… be here, come back… be here.
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| The delicate beginning rush,
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| The feeling you can know so much,
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| Without knowing anything at all.
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| And now that I can put this down,
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| If I had known what I’d known now,
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| I never would have played so nonchalant.
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| Taxi cabs and busy streets,
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| That never bring you back to me,
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| I can’t help but wish you took me with you…
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| And this is when the feeling sinks in,
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| I don’t wanna miss you like this,
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| Come back… be here, come back… be here.
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| I guess you’re in London today,
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| I don’t wanna need you this way,
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| Come back… be here, come back… be here.
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| This is falling in love in the cruelest way,
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| This is falling for you and you are worlds away.
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| New York… be here.
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| But you’re in London and I break down,
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| 'Cause it’s not fair that you’re not around.
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| This is when the feeling sinks in,
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| I don’t wanna miss you like this,
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| Come back… be here, come back… be here.
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| I guess you’re in New York today,
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| And I don’t wanna need you this way,
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| Come back… be here, come back… be here.
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| I don’t wanna miss you like this.
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| Come back… be here.
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| Come back… be here. |