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Holding all the pictures that my life's drawn |
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I never find |
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I'm missing love |
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Remembering all parades that had been rained on |
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But never cloudy leaving love |
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Ask me what it is that makes it special |
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Why it's so real to me? |
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It's knowing who keeps their place in my heart |
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It's knowing how is it |
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I can feel you |
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It's knowing never will |
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I change my mind |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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Too many times |
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I've turned my emotions on and off |
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Without realizing what it does |
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Know what's moved me and kept me going this far |
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But I never questioned what it was |
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Ask me what it is that makes it special |
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Why it's so real to me? |
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It's knowing who keeps their place in my heart |
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It's knowing how is it |
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I can feel you |
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It's knowing, never will |
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I change my mind |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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So ask me what it is that makes it special |
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And why it's so real to me? |
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It's knowing who keeps their place in my heart |
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It's knowing how is it |
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I can feel you |
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It's knowing, never will |
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I change my mind |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |
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When I think about love, |
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I think about you |