| Every time the shower runs
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| Or the floorboards creak or the door slams shut
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| I can hear your voice when the dishes shake
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| In the bedroom window, I can see your face
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| Yeah, we chose this street
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| Moved on in to watch our boys grow into men
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| And it’s hard to think of this hillside house
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| What it might look like without you around
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| While we’re still young, oh, and we still can
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| Gonna wrap you up in my arms again
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| Because I dreamed last night I was old and alone
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| And our hillside house, it was still my home
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| Gonna take my time, gonna know your heart
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| Gonna wake you up before the rain starts
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| I wanna be your light, I want to hold your hand
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| In the moonlight smile I wanna be your man
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| While we’re still young, oh, and we still can
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| Gonna wrap you up in my arms again
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| Because I dreamed last night I was old and alone
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| And our hillside house, it was still my home
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| Deep inside these walls
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| All the secrets, all we lost
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| If I was here and you were gone
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| Would I ask myself, «Did I waste it all?»
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| I might die inside this house
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| Trying to chase your memory down
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| I’d change the locks but there’d still be sound
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| So sing to me, go on, sing it out
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| While we’re still young, oh, and we still can
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| Gonna wrap you up in my arms again
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| Because I dreamed last night I was old and alone
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| And our hillside house, it was still my home |