You were always bigger than those flower pots
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And I know that there were days you settled in
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But even in the grit, you'd find a way to dream
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To look outside the changing of the wind
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Pictures faded slowly out of focus
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When you said you were moving to Chicago in the spring
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Windows closed up and colors turned to black and white
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And bottles kept me hanging by a string
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You believed that somewhere there were answers
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Inside of me, still frames in my mind
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And hummingbirds, they're singing all these songs about you, Nadine
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And sunny fireflies, they burn away without you, Nadine
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Every day's a forest of asperity
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When you think about the life you could have found
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I hope one day the sun will find its way to me
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Cause the carousel up there sure beats the ground
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You believed that somewhere there were answers
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Inside of me, forever in my mind
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And hummingbirds, they're singing all these songs about you, Nadine
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And sunny fireflies, they burn away without you, Nadine
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Nadine
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Hummingbirds, they're singing all these songs about you, Nadine
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Sunny fireflies, they burn away without you, Nadine
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Hummingbirds, they're singing all these songs about you, Nadine
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And sunny fireflies, they burn away without you, Nadine
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Nadine
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Nadine
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| Aslyn |
