| It’s all such a blur when time goes so quickly
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| Trying to hang on to the way that you’d like things to stay
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| You trace back the seconds, recall the details
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| From someone will, to someone does
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| To someone did, you know I did
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| Oh, there must be a hole in your memory
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| But I can see, I can see
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| A distant victory
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| A time when you will be with me
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| You cut me off just as I was starting to speak
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| The language you keep hidden away
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| Just like the question on everyone’s lips
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| But it’s not on mine
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| Where all you’ll find is a twisted smile from another time
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| Another time, another time
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| Oh, there must be a hole in your memory
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| But I can see, I can see
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| A distant victory
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| A time when you will be with me
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| Another time, another time
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| Oh, there must be a hole in your memory
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| But I can see, I can see
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| A distant victory
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| A time when you will be with me
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| There’d be another time, another time
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| Oh, there must be a hole in your memory
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| But I can see, I can see
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| A distant victory
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| A time when you will be with me
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| I can see
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| But there’s got to be another time
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| It’s got to be |