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They grew up in the same old town |
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Never knowing the other was around |
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Read from the damn books |
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But never caught each other's looks |
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But one day the sun will shine, I know |
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For their eyes have told me so |
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Chasing advice from those who say |
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I've lost my mind |
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Chorus |
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Rush together to find each other |
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No it's too late, you can never wait for luck |
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Together playing the same instrument |
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That you still cant hear at all |
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(At all, at all) |
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So that's how the story goes so far |
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I'll tell you the rest, but now |
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I'm tired of what I think |
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A situation where I can't sing |
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But I hate the vagrant life, I know |
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Nothing has been more sold, 'till now |
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Living my life for those who say |
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I've lost my mind |
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Chorus |
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So what do you say |
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What do you say |
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Can we turn this clock back thirteen years |
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And relate |
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I won't mind |
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Can we stay |
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But isn't it fate |
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Isn't it fate |
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That we spilled our guts out |
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On this very day |
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I don't mind |
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I want to |
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I want to |
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Rush together to find each other (stay) |
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No it's too late you can never wait for luck |
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Together playing the same instrument |
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Are you listening at all |
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Are you listening at all |
