When I was just a young boy
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My mama said to me
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Don't fall in love willingly
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Now that is all forgotten
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Unwilling memory
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But if you change your mind
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I will walk the line
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I'll follow....
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Willingly
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We used to talk about it
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But now it seems the wind has blown your way
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And I have come to doubt it
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That you and I will ever love again
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'Cause good enough is one thing
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That I will never be
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And I admit it all
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Willingly
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And now the times are changing
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The things I've seen before don't look the same
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My life is rearranging
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But falls apart with whispers of your name
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And though I swear to love you
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With all sincerity
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I'll slowly fade away
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Willingly
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The sun is on my shoulders
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Perhaps it's colder for I've lost some pride
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Or maybe it's the absence
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Of all the joy I felt right by your side
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And when the storm was over
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I found your memory
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And I will hold it warm
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Willingly
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Willingly
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| Vertical Horizon |
