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Lay down all those instruments of navigation, |
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'cause we're already lost. |
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And maybe we |
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will come apart at the seams. |
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Am I losing you? |
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Are you losing me? |
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Are you losing me? |
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Are you losing me? |
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So lay down all those instruments of navigation. |
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Cause we're already lost. |
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And maybe we |
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will fall apart at the seams? |
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Am I through with you? |
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Have you had enough of me? |
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Are you losing me? |
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Are you losing me? |
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I waited up all night |
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and my thoughts were all of desolation. |
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But the best part |
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of waiting up all night |
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was in the morning |
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when I didn't feel a thing. |
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I woke up this morning |
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and he had already gone. |
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(there's his keys where he left them) |
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And how did he |
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even need someone to be |
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the one for him? |
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I thought he was the one for me. |
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Is he losing me? |
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Is he losing me? |
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And I waited up all night. |
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And my thoughts were all of desolation. |
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But the best part of waiting up all night |
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was in the morning when I didn't feel a thing. |
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But the best part of waiting up all night |
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was in the morning when |
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I didn't feel a thing. |
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I didn't feel a thing. |