| Tonight, I was haunted by some dreams
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| That we’d never run in the rain together
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| Cause our feet were made concrete.
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| And I think I could never love again
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| The way that I did when I was ten.
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| Thinkin’back on 4th of July,
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| Had you gone, had you gone too far? |
| Oh my.
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| I just don’t want to think twice
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| About the favors that you did for some other guys.
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| Up and down the stairs jumpin',
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| Hurt the ankle to distract my thinkin'
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| With another kind of pain.
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| Don’t know if I could ever love again
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| The way that I did when I was ten.
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| Just don’t look back, cause everything will come
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| Around to where it began…
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| In time.
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| And, And…
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| Don’t believe the scientists that tell you what to think.
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| Today, I was blessed by some fond dreams
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| That we’d never even met in the first place
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| And my skin felt so clean.
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| And I think I could never love again
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| The way that I loved when I was ten.
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| (Delete the memory that you’ve installed upon my drive.)
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| Don’t know if I could ever love again
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| The way that I did when I was ten.
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| Just don’t look back
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| Cause everything will come
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| Around to where it began.
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| And, And…
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| Go live your life,
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| And everything will fit
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| Into place where it belongs…
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| In time.
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| And, And…
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| Don’t believe the scientists that tell you what to think.
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| And, And…
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| Don’t believe the media that tells you what to breathe |