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He watched the shadows |
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On the walls of his room |
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And the silence will speak too soon |
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And he held her tightly |
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So tight he could tell |
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He knew the feeling so well |
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He said "Pretty baby will you marry me?" |
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She said "You'd look shit upon my family tree" |
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And that's when he realised he'd have to start again |
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And just when you think you've got it figured out |
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They light seven candles and you're blowing them out |
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You know that you're going to have to light them all again |
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You see her turning night into day |
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And the broken television display |
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And I know you're hurting |
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But tonight I can pray |
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Cos you've got to think for yourself |
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Lie down everyone |
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Close your eyes and look for the sun |
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Even they don't know where it's gone |
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Reminiscing of days when you knew that you belong |
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He said "Pretty baby will you marry me?" |
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She said "You'd look shit upon my family tree" |
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And that's when he realised he'd have to start again |
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And just when you think you've got it figured out |
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They light seven candles and you're blowing them out |
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You know that you're going to have to light them all again |
