| Well this is just a simple song
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| To say what you done
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| I told you about all those fears
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| And away they did run
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| You sure must be strong
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| And you feel like an ocean
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| Made warm by the sun
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| When I was just nine-years-old
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| I swear that I dreamt
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| Your face on a football field
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| And a kiss that I kept
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| Under my vest;
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| Apart from everything
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| But the heart in my chest
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| I know that things can really get rough when you go it alone
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| Don’t go thinking you gotta be tough, and bleed like a stone
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| Could be there’s nothing else in our lives, so critical
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| As this little home
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| My life in an upturned boat
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| Marooned on a cliff
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| You brought me a great big flood
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| And you gave me a lift
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| Girl, what a gift!
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| You tell me with your tongue
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| And your breath was in my lungs
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| And we float up through the rift
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| I know that things can really get rough when you go it alone
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| Don’t go thinking you gotta be tough, and bleed like a stone
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| Could be there’s nothing else in our lives, so critical
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| As this little home
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| Well this would be a simple song
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| To say what you done
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| I told you about all those fears
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| And away they did run
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| You sure must be strong
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| And you feel like an ocean
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| Made warm by the sun
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| Remember walking a mile to your house
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| Aglow in the dark
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| I made a fumbling play for your heart
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| And the act struck a spark
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| You wore a charm on the chain that I stole
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| Especial for you
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| Love’s such a delicate thing that we do
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| With nothing to prove
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| Which I never knew |