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Darling roll the window down |
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I can't breathe |
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And I want to feel the northerly down my sleeve |
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I love a sunburnt elbow pointing to the sea |
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And, darling, can't you find us something on the radio? |
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A song to pass the time |
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Sweet and slow |
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Conversation was forsaken long ago |
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It's getting worse |
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You've hardly said a word |
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Since you set eyes on the horizon |
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But I've seen the other side of that ocean there |
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And it can't compare |
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Has it really been a year? |
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How did those days just disappear? |
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We held our breath across each bridge |
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Til we were blue |
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But I wonder if I wished the same as you |
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Like a ten-year-old pretending |
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Summer isn't really ending |
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It's getting worse |
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You've hardly said a word |
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Since you set eyes on the horizon |
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But I've seen the other side of that ocean there |
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And it can't compare to this |
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So I'll steal another kiss |
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Before the sun goes down on this fibrotown |
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And we give chase |
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Like all those other days |
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I suppose it's no surprise |
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We drive, time flies |
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Has it really been a year? Where the hell do we go from here? |
