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I'm sitting here with a piece of paper |
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Said: 'Here's my number, won't you call me later?' |
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I called you the next day |
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And that's how we got started |
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I'm sitting here thinking what we've been through |
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In front a pile of things reminding me of you |
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It's waited so much time |
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Hardly takes up any space at all |
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Things I saved for us to look at |
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Now our future's lost in the past |
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Gotta put it away |
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Put it away |
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I don't know how it can't fit ' |
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Cause it's all we were |
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It's all we ever had |
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Memories, sitting all alone in a paperbag |
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Maybe I should get rid of this |
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But it's all the love |
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It's all the dreams we had |
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You and me, sitting on a shelf in a paperbag (sitting) |
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The note you wrote me when we had our first ride |
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The card you bought me after sharing our first night |
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I know we had some bad |
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But we've had lots of good times too |
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Some tickets to a concert and a menu |
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Some pictures from the night when |
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I lost my shoe |
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It's funny how these things |
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Tell the story of our love affair |
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Can't hold on to us no longer |
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If I do I'm going under |
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Gotta pack it away |
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Pack it away |
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I don't know how it can't fit ' |
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Cause it's all we were |
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It's all we ever had |
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Memories, sitting all alone in a paperbag |
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Maybe I should get rid of this |
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But it's all the love |
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It's all the dreams we had |
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You and me, sitting on a shelf in a paperbag (sitting) |
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Oooh, ooooh... |
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I don't know how |
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Ooh yay-yeah |
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Memories, alone in a paperbag |
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Oh my God, help me |
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But it's all the love, it's all the dreams we had |
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You and me, you and me, sitting on a shelf, sitting on a shelf |
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I don't know how, hey-yey, yeah |
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Memories, hey, maybe |
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I should get, oh get rid of this |
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But it's all the love, you and me |
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Sitting on a shelf in a paperbag (sitting) |
