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Each day this concrete cave |
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It takes our love away |
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You're holding on too tight |
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The city won't make this right |
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And i swear, that the proof is everywhere |
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Romance isn't scared |
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And our hearts aren't beating cold |
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Like we were old |
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Go row past the track |
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We'll park our car outback |
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While nature's radio |
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Plays music in our home |
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But oh me, it's a blue bird that I see |
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And he's got you in his beak |
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And he'll bring you home to me, when you are old |
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If your love, a chorus of our house will sing |
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A tale so big it brings |
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That bluebird home to me |
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With you in it's beak |
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A chorus of our house will sing |
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A tale so big it keeps |
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A bluebird in my ear |
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Singing romance isn't scared |