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Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me |
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Oh things are gonna happen naturally |
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Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side |
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And balancing the whole thing |
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But often times those words get tangled up in lines |
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And the bright lights turn to night |
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Until the dawn it brings |
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Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me |
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Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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Others only read of the love, the love that I love. |
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See I'm all about them words |
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Over numbers, unencumbered numbered words |
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Hundreds of pages, pages, pages for words |
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More words then I had ever heard and I feel so alive |
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Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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And if you could see me now, |
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Oh love, no |
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You and I, you and I |
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Not so little you and I anymore, mmm... |
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And with this silence brings a moral story |
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More importantly evolving is the glory of a boy |
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Cause you and I both loved |
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What you and I spoke of |
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And others just read of |
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And if you could see me now |
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Well I'm almost finally out of |
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I'm finally out of |
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Finally deedeedeedee |
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Well I'm almost finally, finally |
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Well I'm free, oh, I'm free |
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And it's okay if you have to go away |
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Oh just remember the telephone works both ways |
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And if I never ever hear them ring |
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If nothing else I'll think the bells inside |
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Have finally found you someone else and that's okay |
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Cause I'll remember everything you sang |
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Cause you and I both loved what you and I spoke of |
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and others just read of and if you could see me now |
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well then I'm almost finally out of. |
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I'm finally out of, finally, deedeeededede |
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well I'm almost finally, finally, out of words. |