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Music |
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I carved your name |
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In an old, old tree, |
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But the council chopped it down |
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Because it was filled with disease. |
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And I sent you a thousand messages, |
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But not a single one got through... |
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Please, |
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Give me something; |
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Something to hold on to. |
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Give me something, |
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That links me to you. |
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Something to hold on to, |
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And I'll wear your wedding ring for a lifetime. |
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I've seen a place |
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Where your fingers lock with mine. |
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But the view it disappeared, |
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As my alarm clock hit the time. |
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And I've made a million wishes now, |
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But not a single one's come true... |
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Give me something... |