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i think of all the things we didback when we were alivei watched around the corneras you rode up on your bikei sat with you and held your handwhen movies made you cryi think of all the things we didback when we were aliveso many things to believe inso much room to spread our wingsthe joy we found in every little thingi never will forget the dayyou heard your brother diedi'm sorry now i couldnt help morewhile you sat and criedthe letters that you sent methat summer you were gonei couldnt wait for your returni couldnt wait that longswimming holes to sing inall the joy we foundopen fields we'd go to dreamin every little thingevery little thingi think of all the things we didback when we were aliveand kissed you when you criedwhen we made love i held you closeim sorry that it had to endim sorry youre not mineill be with you until the endin dreams of you tonightill be with you until the endin dreams of you tonighti think of all the things we didback when we were alive |
