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(gary burr/steve wilkinson) |
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It hits when i set the table |
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Or when i turn out the lights |
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And i don't hear a voice |
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That whispers goodnight |
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It hits when i'm in the backyard |
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And the summer sky smells like rain |
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Small things like that |
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Make memories come back again |
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Shame on me |
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For kissing you with my eyes closed |
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And telling myself i had so much time |
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Losing you never crossed my mind |
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Shame on me |
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It thought the way that it was |
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Was how it would always be |
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To love someone so carelessly |
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Shame on me |
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I'm taking more time for sunsets |
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And the sound of the birds at dawn |
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'cause i know how it feels |
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To miss what's gone |
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It hits when i'm out with old friends |
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And i hear them speak your name |
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Oh how i wish |
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There was somebody else to blame |
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Shame on me |
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For kissing you with my eyes closed |
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And telling myself i had so much time |
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Losing you never crossed my mind |
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Shame on me |
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It thought the way that it was |
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Was how it would always be |
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To love someone so carelessly |
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Shame on me |
