| Coming home for the Christmas rush
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| But the house is empty
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| Theres a painting on the wall she loves
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| But it’s fading like her memory
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| Left a home for an open road
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| Gliding through the red sea
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| Spent a year waking with the birds
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| Quiet filled around me
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| I left my love in Canada
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| Back when we were amateurs in blissful times
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| Let the film unwind, those moments weren’t just mine
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| I felt my heart collapse in to
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| The ocean where I left the piece of me that’s part of you
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| All these reasons why the timing wasn’t right
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| Did I tell you that my daughter’s in love
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| Feels like a mirror
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| Though the sea is the great divide
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| It draws her nearer
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| Though I’ve run to the distant shore
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| My compass points south
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| Every year every passing fall
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| I remember but I’m right on my way now
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| I left my love in Canada
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| Back when we were amateurs in blissful times
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| Let the film unwind, those moments weren’t just mine
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| I felt my heart collapse in to
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| The ocean where I left the piece of me that’s part of you
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| All these reasons why the timing wasn’t right
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| Pain and pride, close the year and drive by
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| Christmas lights, around this time I still think of you
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| But I’m the sky, heart exploding, bright lights
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| Searching, hoping, bright eyed
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| Taking in the view
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| I left my love in Canada
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| Back when we were amateurs in blissful times
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| Let the film unwind, those moments weren’t just mine
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| I felt my heart collapse in to
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| The ocean where I left the piece of me that’s part of you
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| All these reasons why the timing wasn’t right |