In the moments before time starts moving backward,
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I will feel her hand in the palm of mine.
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And the cities will return to the field of flowers,
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And every step we took tracing back in line.
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And in disarray, you just want to live one more day.
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Cause you just want to be happy now.
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To be happy now.
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To be happy now.
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Longing and sorrow,
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Well they will find you where we are,
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Smiling down the avenue.
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And the children getting younger as we pass,
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They couldn't make you turn back.
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Cause you just want to be happy now.
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To be happy now.
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To be happy now.
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When every fire we sparked was just another blinking out,
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They're glowing like an ember in the dark.
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Cause you just want to be happy now.
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To be happy now.
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To be happy now.
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To Be Happy Now
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| Copeland |
