I've been lost in way-back-when, in clothes I'll never wear again
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Pony-tails and paper planes and climbing up the tall trees
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Thinking back to hide-and-seek, everyday seemed like a week
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Sunday school and cigarettes and kissing at the movies
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And it's hard cause I really thought that time was moving slowly
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But I found out it was only
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Slippin' away
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One day I found myself with you, saw all my girlhood dreams come true
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Still, there're other dreams and nothing lasts forever
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I put braids into my hair, but you don't seem to see them there
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And in your mind, I think, you're off to California
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And it's hard cause I really thought that I was in your vision
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Starry eyes, I see that you've been
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Slippin' away
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We are water, we are the sand the wind blows on
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Before we're here, we are gone
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gone, gone
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So it turns in simple ways, now the weeks go by like days
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Where's that little girl? She's gone and so forgotten
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And it's strange cause I truly thought that change was nowhere near me
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And all the time I was really
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Slippin' away
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Sunday School And Cigarettes (Slippin' Away)
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| Bree Sharp |
