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It's you I wanna hear |
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Nothing more to please my ears |
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Our moments go back in time |
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As I sit here watching |
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TV So please just come home straight to me |
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Tell me that you'll be okay |
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I'll fight my tears while |
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I must wait |
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Just come to me and |
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I'll hold you tight |
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Close your eyes and imagine, imagine the good times |
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Nothing is real |
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Nothing is real |
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Two weeks have passed in all your cell phone still rings when |
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I call I imagine that you'll be fine |
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Reassuring myself all the time |
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While this feeling of grief leaves me blind |
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Tell me that you'll be okay |
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I'll fight my tears while |
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I must wait |
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Just come to me and |
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I'll hold you tight |
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Close your eyes and imagine, imagine the good times |
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Nothing is real |
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Nothing is real |