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I should know who I am by now, |
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I walk, the record stands somehow |
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Thinkin' of winter |
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Your name is the splinter inside me |
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While I wait ... |
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And I remember the sound, |
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Of your november downtown |
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And i remember the truth, |
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A warm december with you |
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But i don't have to make this mistake |
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And I don't have to stay this way |
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If only I would wake |
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The walk has all been cleared by now |
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Your voice is all I hear somehow |
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Callin out winter, |
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Your voice is the splinter inside me |
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While i wait... |
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And I remember the sound |
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Of your november downtown |
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And i remember the truth |
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A warm december with you |
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But I don't have to make this mistake |
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And I don't have to stay this way |
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If only I would wake |
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I could've lost myself |
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In rough blue waters in your eyes |
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And I miss you still |
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And I remember the sound |
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Of your november downtown |
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And I remember the truth |
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A warm december with you |
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But I don't have to make this mistake |
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And I dont have to stay this way |
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If only I would wake |
