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[ti:Next to Me] |
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[ar:Sleeping at Last] |
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[al:Yearbook Collection] |
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Oh, our futures were written with crayons in coloring books |
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It was misspelled and outside the lines and we loved how it looked |
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Like the crooked hem of your favorite childhood dress |
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And the holes in my jeans from years of carelessness |
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I know since we've grown, we ache for those memories |
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Honestly, nothing's even compared to you next to me, next to me |
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When the words came to you for the first time, you knew you were hooked |
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And the pride that you felt at the last page of your first book |
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And the bravery I forced when I sang to an audience of three |
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Well, it took a million wrong notes just to find a single melody and key |
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I know since we've grown we plea for clarity |
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Honestly, nothing's ever made sense til you were next to me, next to me |
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If time is money, then I'll spend it all for you |
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I will buy you flowers with the minutes we outgrew |
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I'll turn hours into gardens, planted just for us to take |
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I'll be reckless with my days, building castles in your name |
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Since we've grown, we long for concrete things |
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Honestly, nothing's felt so sure than when you were next to me, next to me |
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So lets cut down the red tape and gather up the pieces of our youth |
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Cause there's nothing in this world we can't fix with some scissors and glue |
