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How come we can't talk the way we used to do? |
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Nothing seems to be the same |
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Have we forgotten all the things we knew |
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Was it you or I who changed? |
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We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly |
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Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies |
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Things don't seem to be the same no matter how I tried |
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There's no rhythm to the rain |
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Wind still whispers through the leaves on high |
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But they no longer sing your name |
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We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly |
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Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies |
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We got to try to build what we had in the past |
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Trying's half the battle if we lose it, we can't last |
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I heard myself just say the things, I could never say before |
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And listen to the rhythm of the rain |
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Wind just whispered through the leaves on high |
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And I thought, I heard them sing your name |
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We got to find the answer, let the secrets fly |
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Enough of telling stories and our well meaning lies |
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We got to try to build what we had in the past |
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Trying's half the battle if we lose it, we can't last |
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I heard myself just say the things I could never say before |
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And listen to the rhythm of the rain |
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Wind just whispered through the leaves on high |
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And I thought, I heard them sing your name |
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And I thought, I heard them sing your name |
