| The weight is heavy, I know
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| I’m not ready to lift it, been better at letting it go
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| You’re a big school kid with a heart drawn out like a map
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| My ideas are much smaller, my brain is scattered at best
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| I don’t think there’s anything left to know
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| I’m too tired tonight
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| And it goes, and goes, and goes
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| I saw you then, I looked right in your face
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| But you give me half light, the full thing I know it waits
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| I thought I’d see it in the sweet of the springtime
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| I thought I’d see you, somewhere down the line
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| But I don’t
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| Oh no, I’m too tired tonight
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| And it goes, and goes, and goes
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| I’ll remember you in the best of times
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| Your big school heart and a bottle of wine
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| You can treat me unkind tonight
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| But I won’t let that leave my side
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| I’ll think of you in the summertime
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| I’ll be alright, I’ll be happy tonight |