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When you're only fifteen |
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How can you know what hurt means? |
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When I saw that look in your eyes, ran out into the cold night |
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Stole a car just to sleep inside |
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I realize when you're fifteen |
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You surely know what love means |
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And when that gets taken aside and replaced with nothing but fighting |
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You'll know what hurt means alright |
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I did not know where to go |
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And then you showed up like a rainbow |
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But I got much more than a pot of gold |
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I got a mate for my soul, babe |
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A mate for my soul |
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We were only fifteen |
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Trying to work out what it means |
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To want someone by your side for the rest of your life |
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And yet not over butterflies |
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Before I met you at fifteen |
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Back in nineteen-sixty |
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I was always on the run, unsure of what to run from |
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Or where I'd be when morning would come |
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I did not know where to go |
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Then you showed up like a rainbow |
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But you brought me much more than a pot of gold |
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I got a mate for my soul |
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A mate for my soul |
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A mate for my soul |
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Baby, you were made for my soul |
