| I was shorter than my dad’s dining table
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| You were taller than my bedroom door frame
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| Hit me hard when I found height don’t make a man, no
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| You grew smaller to me that Saturday when
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| You came crashing, crawling down through the back brush
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| Eyes were bloodshot and your leaden voice thin
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| You said, «I won’t blame you now»
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| But I caught your cold somehow
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| Then you jumped right in
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| Oh, I wanna give you all of my love
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| But I watched you sink as they swam above
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| You are the land and I am the dove
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| My heart is heavy when you’re high
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| So, for me, why won’t you try?
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| Said you’re sorry you were drinking through the day, then
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| Only stopped to let your lungs take the hit
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| You said, «I won’t blame you now»
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| But you lost my love somehow
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| Then you jumped right in
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| Oh, I wanna give you all of my love
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| But I watched you sink as they swam above
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| You are the land and I am the dove
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| My heart is heavy when you’re high
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| So, for me, why won’t you try? |