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What can be said about the past three months? |
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Well September's here and my friends have moved on |
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I guess the seasons change us like they always do |
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And when the flowers bloom spring time next year |
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You know I'll be thinking of you |
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Just like |
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I always am |
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And if I fall, |
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I'll fall down in fear |
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Cause this summer made me wonder |
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What the hell am |
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I doing here? |
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And brown eyes you got me looking up wide eyed |
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Into the sky to see if |
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I can find my own home |
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I've been spending these nights behind closed eyes inside this room |
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Where I dream that if |
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I scream these words loud enough they will come true |
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It's the only time that |
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I can lie to myself about these days |
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So I'll sit back and dream that you and me are together in this place |
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Just like all those good times |
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And if I fall, |
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I'll fall right there |
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Cause this summer made me wonder |
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What the hell am |
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I doing here? |
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And brown eyes you got me looking up wide eyed |
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Into the sky to see if |
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I can find my own home |
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One thing that |
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I've learned from these entire past three months |
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Is that you never take for granted |
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The ones you love |
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It's hard to figure out just what |
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I should do now |
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Cause this world is about to change |
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The doctors didn't say why |
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We live, we love, we die |
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This world is about to change |
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I miss your voice right now |
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It's hard to figure how |
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My world is about to change |
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And if I fall, |
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I'll fall right there |
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Cause this summer made me wonder |
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What the hell am |
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I doing here? |
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And brown eyes you got me looking up wide eyed |
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Into the sky to see if |
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I can find my own home |