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Take me somewhere where the summer never ends, |
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And we count the seasons by the corners of your bed. |
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Today the dog sleeps in and we dress ourselves in blankets once again. |
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'Cause there's a list of plan that I've been meaning to make |
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But every day is just a promise that I'll break, |
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So fold your maps until the miles can't take me away again, me away again. |
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Come close, come close |
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I've paid my debts to distance, |
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And earned my share of home. |
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Sing slow, sing slow |
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So If I'm gone before the morning's set aglow |
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You're not alone. |
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And I know every minute feels like it's a week, |
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So hang the picture frames along the walls so you can see The glossy paper memories of nights you didn't have to wait on me, |
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And that's how we'll stay. |
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Come close, come close |
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I've paid my debts to distance, |
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And earned my share of home. |
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Sing slow, sing slow |
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So If I'm gone before the morning's set aglow. |
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You're the home that I saw through the woods from the side of the highway, |
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And the dim glow of your lights through the trees still make it harder and harder to leave. |
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Take me somewhere where the summer never ends, |
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We count the seasons by the corners of your bed, |
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And you fold your maps until the miles can't take me away again, me away again. |
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Come close, come close |
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I've paid my debts to distance, |
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And earned my share of home. |
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Sing slow, sing slow |
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So If I'm gone before the morning's set aglow |
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You're not alone. |
