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tear tear tear |
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off your skin |
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whats there within. |
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life on wooden swings |
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when all was young, |
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with summer tongues. |
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i i i |
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don't care to know |
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whose been before. |
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oh we could stand to run |
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nev'r look back at trains or tracks |
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and i'll kiss you in london |
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love you in france |
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sunsets in germany |
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spain we could slowdance, |
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somewhere outside, |
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somewhere outside. |
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wake wake wake |
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from lover's kept, on slumbers bed |
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your white like ghosts |
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so innocent, so innocent. |
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days in quiet'r homes |
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when life was young, |
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with summer tongues. |
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is this what you saw, |
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year ago |
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and farther from homes. |
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and i'll kiss you in london |
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love you in france |
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sunsets in germany |
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spain we could slowdance, |
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somewhere outside, |
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somewhere outside. |
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please please please |
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just come with me |
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to distant reach |
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what holds you back |
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from walks away |
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and needs to stay. |
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there there there |
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somewhere out there |
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are rooms to spare |
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skin paled like before |
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when life was young, |
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with summer tongues. |