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Growing up never made much sense to me |
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But dealing with this life |
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I lead Making oh so many plans |
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That never seem to come true in the end |
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And yeah I know that we were young |
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But age doesn't mean much when you're truly in love |
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Hold on to that feeling that |
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I always had |
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And hope that one day |
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I will see you again |
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I know that one day |
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I will see you again |
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And I'll keep holding my breath |
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So let's trace those steps back to where we first met |
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A place I'll never forget cause you and |
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I we can't let |
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All this space between a perfect you and perfect me |
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It's just so hard to believe that you're gone |
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I tried my luck at so many things |
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I've seen enough joy to make you wanna sing |
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I've hit the highest of highs, the lowest of lows |
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But now I'm sick and tired of being alone |
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And as I trace those steps, the same very steps |
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That lead up to the room where we once slept |
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I've got this pain in my chest |
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This pain that's too deep to keep direct |
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Oh so I'll keep holding my breath |
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I'll trace those steps back to where we first met |
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A place I'll never forget cause you and |
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I we can't let |
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All this space between a perfect you and perfect me |
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It's just so hard to believe that you're gone |
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Oh my God, this hurts like hell |
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And how am |
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I supposed to tell myself |
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That if I keep on singing my way through this |
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That one day, |
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I'll be fine |
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One day, I'll be fine |
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So I'll trace those steps back to where we first met |
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A place I'll never forget cause you and |
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I we can't let |
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All this space between a perfect you and perfect me |
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It's just so hard to believe that you're gone |
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One good thing about the road is that it opens up your eyes |
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It will make you miss your home and everything that flies |
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In your heart will be as clear as all of heaven's days |
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Cause I believe that you're not gone |
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You're right here |
