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[ar:Lex Land] |
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[al:Were My Sweetheart To Go] |
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Something about the cadence |
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In which she spoke |
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Just let you know |
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That one way or another |
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You'd never be the same |
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Maybe it was the way |
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That she used your full name |
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To ask you |
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If it might yet be the right time |
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And it never came |
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So you saw her from across the room |
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You noticed how she |
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Leaned back with all her weight |
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Looking real good and |
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You thought this was someone |
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You'd have to get to know soon |
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What happens now? |
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What happens now? |
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What happens now? |
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What happens now? |
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There was a short term |
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We never slept alone |
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Dreams were never needed |
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Cause you thought they'd found a home |
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And you thought maybe, just for the night |
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I could change my mind |
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She drew a picture |
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With exactly the same stories |
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Almost as though you'd never sorted out anew |
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It's a few goals that came |
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After wasted waiting |
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And watching her wait, so |
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What happens now? |
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What happens now? |
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What happens now? |
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What happens now? |
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Like a blur, a revelation |
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I should never notice you in the sky |
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It's full love and hesitation |
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Like you're running through without a false question |
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Well, she laid out an invitation |
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To your own imagination |
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The colouring book left open |
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For everyone else's interpretation |
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You live hazy days, and paves the ways |
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The crumbling vision's burning |
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The empty pages fill so easily |
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But all you want is still angling once you leave |
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Changes daily |
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We could all change our ways, baby |
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But she's gonna go anyway |
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