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Took a sip from a bottle of orange soda |
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Suddenly you were back |
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On my bike years ago |
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While sharing the camera |
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You passed by, so quickly |
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I remember you |
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So remember me |
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As I was back then |
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In my ripped blue jeans |
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Moments ago |
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It seems to me |
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That we were just kids |
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In a memory |
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I still see the blue, sunken barge |
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Down by the shore and I |
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Can taste the blackberry juice on our fingers |
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But there's an echo of careless, callow footsteps |
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That run by so quickly |
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I remember you |
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So remember me |
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As I was back then |
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In my ripped blue jeans |
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Moments ago |
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It seems to me |
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That we were just kids in a memory |
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In a memory |
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It feels good to forget how wonderful it was |
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In the noise of a crowd |
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But sometimes cars in the night |
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Sound like the ocean and |
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Then I swear |
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I'm back there |
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Seems so real |
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It disappears |
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I remember you |
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So remember me |
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As I was back then |
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In my ripped blue jeans |
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Moments ago |
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It seems to me that we were just kids in a memory |
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Moments ago |
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It seems to me |
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That we were just kids |
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In a memory |
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Moments ago |
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It seems to me |
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That we were just kids in a memory |
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In a memory |
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In a memory |
