Spoken words were meant to last,
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but the picture faded fast
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the words "I love you" meant so much,
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now not even your lips can I touch
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I'll cry for another eyesore and
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think about our first kiss by the tree,
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and how it meant so much to me.
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Always was when you held my hand
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forever were our walks on the sand;
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there was nothing I couldn't understand
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Holding you closer day by day,
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yet you seemed so far away.
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Now there's nothing left to say...
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I reach my hand beneath my bed,
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only a tear then would I shed.
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A shoebox memory was waiting there for me.
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I'll cry for another eyesore
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and think of all of our pictures on the walls,
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colors to fade to none at all.
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Always was when you were on my mind.
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Together is where we stood in time;
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another day the sun would shine.
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Until the day we parted ways
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instead our friendship's here to stay.
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I never wanted it that way.
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There's no feeling I can obtain to see you
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from a different point of view.
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Here's to you my friend for now,
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one day you'll come around.
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Summer days will turn to night.
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Weeks of rain will bring the light.
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Every New Year, we know the ball drops at midnight.
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These are the things I cannot change,
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yet it feels so odd and strange
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how relationships never stay;
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let me count the ways...
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If only I'd held you tighter at the horror show.
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Kept a secret for so long that you'd never know.
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If only I'd shut the door after you got in.
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Threw my arm out at the game and let you win.
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Picked up every tab (when you're happy, when you're sad).
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Left you all alone when you were mad.
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Showed up at your door with flowers when you were scared;
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all the little things to let you know I cared (and I cared).
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Never was when you weren't on my mind,
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together was where we stood in time;
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another day the sun would shine.
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Until the day we parted ways
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and said "our friendship's here to stay."
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I never wanted it that way.
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There's no feeling I can obtain to see you
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from a different point of view.
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Still you come around.
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I know I'll see you at our show.
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I'll cry for this eyesore.
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You'll come back- I won't be there...
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Shoebox Memories
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| Better Luck Next Time |
