Here on a grass field
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We'd stare down at the stars,
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imagined we might fall, fall away to outer space.
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And she would hold so tightly,
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the grass blades in her hands like anchors to the ground
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She was scared to float away.
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-Chorus:
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I see them more than I see you,
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so how could they be so far away?
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You're further than the stars, I see.
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Someday you might return.
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I'm not a lonely man,
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but sometimes I regret
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not going with her then she was free to drift away.
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And now with so much time to grow.
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I wonder if she still lays down on that field staring down
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and thinks of me.
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-Chorus:
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I see them more than I see you,
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so how could they be so far away?
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You're further than the stars, I see.
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Someday you might return.
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-Solo:
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-Chorus:
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I see them more than I see you,
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so how could they be so far away?
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You're further than the stars, I see.
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Someday you might return.
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You're further than the stars, I see.
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You're further than the stars, I see.
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You're further than the stars, I see.
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Someday you might return.
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Further than the Stars
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| Cousin Kevin |
