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A song to bring back memories |
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Of who we were back then |
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A box of notes and letters |
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From a locked and loaded pen |
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A message sent through airwaves |
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To bring you back to me |
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So tighten up your head phones |
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And let my voice give you the lead |
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Tell me (Please tell me) |
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She may be (be listening) |
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To this song that screams (The song I scream) |
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And if I call your name will you please stand up |
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Just drop everything, run straight to the front |
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Run right out the door take a left to the spot |
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Where we used to watch the bright lights shine over west little rock |
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Baby will you please stand up |
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And I'll be waiting here where we grew up |
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Just gather all the notes, and the rings, and the pretty things |
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You're the one who got, the one who got away |
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Words to help remember |
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What we had and what we lost |
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Time is telling secrets |
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They're telling me the cost |
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Of ignoring such perfection |
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I do what I do best |
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Like running from commitment |
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And making such a mess |
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Tell me (Please tell me) |
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She may be (be listening) |
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To this song that screams (The song I scream) |
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And if I call your name will you please stand up |
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Just drop everything, run straight to the front |
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Run right out the door take a left to the spot |
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Where we used to watch the bright lights shine over west little rock |
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Baby will you please stand up |
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And I'll be waiting here where we grew up |
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Just gather all the notes, and the rings, and the pretty things |
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You're the one who got, the one who got away |
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I hope you hear this and it takes away your breath |
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Like the Polaroid we took, I wrote that I'd be yours forever (Well I'm still yours) |
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I wrote a thousand words devoted 'bout your love |
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I loosened my grip on us but I'm still holding your hand (I'm holding on) |
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I hope you hear this and it takes away your breath |
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Like the Polaroid we took, I wrote that I'd be yours forever (Well I'm still yours) |
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I wrote a thousand words devoted 'bout your love |
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I loosened my grip on us but I'm still holding your hand (I'm holding on) |
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And if I call your name will you please stand up |
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Just drop everything, run straight to the front |
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Do you still remember the way to our spot |
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Where we used to watch the bright lights shine over west little rock |
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Baby will you please stand up |
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And I'll be waiting here where we grew up |
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Just gather all the notes, and the rings, and the pretty things |
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You're the one who got, the one who got away |
