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I don't ever want to pretend |
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That maybe this life won't hold you again? |
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(I don't ever want to pretend that maybe this life won't hold you again?) |
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Baby we don't know |
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Baby we don't show |
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But I can't make you understand |
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And I can't be the better man |
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So I don't see the summer gone |
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And I don't feel your heart and soul |
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And I won't be the one you love |
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'Cause your whole world has got to stop |
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(I don't ever want to pretend that maybe this life won't hold you again?) |
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Baby we don't know |
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Baby we don't show |
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But I don't think you understand |
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And I can't be the better man |
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So I don't see the summer gone |
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And I don't feel your heart and soul |
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And I won't be the one you love |
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'Cause your whole world has got to stop |
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(I don't ever want to pretend that maybe this life won't hold you again?) |
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Baby we don't know |
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Baby we don't show |
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But I can't make you understand |
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And I can't be the better man |
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So I don't see the summer gone |
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And I can't feel your heart and soul |
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But I won't be the one you love |
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'Cause your whole world has got to stop |
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I don't ever want to pretend |
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That maybe this life won't hold you again? |
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Cut down by a flower |
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Cuttin' me down with love |
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Holdin' me off this drug |
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Holdin' me off this drug |
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Cuttin' us each down with love |
