| I wish I had a stone
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| To throw at something real
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| A treasure of my own so I could feel
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| I dropped an anchor in the sand
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| And watched it drag on through the sea
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| The shackles are off my hand but I ain’t free
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| It’s such a lovely shade of blue
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| Help me down, don’t pick me up
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| Give me something that I can touch
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| Just a way to hear I’ve loved you all along
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| The summer came in fast
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| But it hasn’t learned to last
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| It came to town just to turn you brown then it passed
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| Now I’m freezing in my car
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| As I’m driving under the stars
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| I’ve been thinking of you like I tend to do in the dark
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| I guess I never learned to choose
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| Help me down, don’t pick me up
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| Give me something that I can touch
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| Just a way to hear I’ve loved you all along
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| Help me down, don’t pick me up
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| Give my hands a bit of luck
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| Just a way to hear I’ll love you while you’re gone
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| Help me down, don’t pick me up
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| Give me something that I can touch
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| Just a way to hear I’ve loved you all along
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| Help me down, don’t pick me up
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| Give my hands a bit of luck
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| Just a way to hear I’ll love you while you’re gone
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| I need a way to hear I’ll love you while you’re gone |