[Chorus:]
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To your grave I spoke,
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Holding a red,
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Red rose.
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Gust of freezing cold air,
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Whispers to me,
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That you are gone.
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[Verse 1:]
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Always,
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Always asking the question,
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Why life is overrated.
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But I never,
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Never expected that I'd,
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Underestimated my love for you.
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[Chorus:]
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To your grave I spoke,
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Holding a red,
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Red rose.
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Gust of freezing cold air,
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Whispers to me,
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That you are gone.
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[Verse 2:]
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Always,
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Always just out of reach from my,
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Over frustrated,
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Shameful hands.
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And I never,
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Never expected that I would ever,
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No never take for granted your precious time.
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[Chorus:]
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To your grave I spoke,
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Holding a red,
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Red rose.
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Gust of freezing cold air,
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Whispers to me,
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You're gone.
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[Verse 3:]
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Spent a lifetime of holding on,
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Just to let go.
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I guess I'll spend another lifetime,
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Searching for a new hope.
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[Chorus:]
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To your grave I spoke,
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Holding a red,
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Red rose.
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Gust of freezing cold air,
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Whispers to me,
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You're gone.
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[Repeat Verse 3:]
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Spent a lifetime of holding on,
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Just to let go.
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I guess I'll spend another lifetime,
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Searching for a new hope.
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[Outro:]
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A new hope.
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A new hope.
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A new hope.
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A new hope.
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A New Hope
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| Broken Iris |
