| All the promises we’ve been givin'
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| All the fires that we’ve been feedin'
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| All the lies that we’ve been livin'
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| All the promises, promises, promises
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| Promises, promises, promises
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| All the promises we’ve been givin', givin', givin'
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| All the fires that we’ve been feedin', feedin', feedin'
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| All the lies that we’ve been livin', livin', livin'
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| Am I the only one that’s still believin'?
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| Wouldn’t it be nice if we
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| Could leave behind the mess we’re in
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| Could dig beneath these old troubles
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| And return to find something amazing?
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| And wouldn’t it be cool if we
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| Could sail this ship to calmer seas
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| And turn our backs on bushfires
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| Burnt and leave it on the coast?
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| All the promises we’ve been givin', givin', givin'
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| All the fires that we’ve been feedin', feedin', feedin'
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| All the lies that we’ve been livin', livin', livin'
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| Am I the only one that’s still believin'?
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| I can see you’re in it to go
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| I think we knew this day might come
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| I hope you’ll find what we never, oh
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| Could ever seem to love
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| But if you find just one reason to return
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| You’ll find me open arms
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| All the promises we’ve been givin'
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| All the promises we’ve been givin', givin', givin'
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| All the fires that we’ve been feedin', feedin', feedin'
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| All the lies that we’ve been livin', livin', livin'
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| Am I the only one that’s still believin'?
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| Am I the only one that’s still believin'?
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| Wouldn’t it be nice?
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| Wouldn’t it be nice? |