This time,
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It was our summer.
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It was something,
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No one could take from us!
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Sometimes that night, seems so close
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Like I, could hold it
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You said alright, we'll be fine.
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But how could we have known?
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Do you remember?
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Roll down the window let in night air.
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I always thought we'd be together.
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You sigh,
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You said,
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You said that we've never gone this way before
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I must not let you die
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Your memory survives
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Hope that tonight things are fine
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As I lay awake
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The light cuts the southern sky
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And that glass stings my lungs
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These scars they will
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They will always remind me of you
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And how you're always with me...
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BUT
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You're with me!
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You're with me!
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You are with me!
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Always with me!
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Nothing!
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Won't you stay and be with me tonight?
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Tonight.
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Don't you know I tried to find those pictures
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With no light
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I lost them as I lost you
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I lost them as I lost you
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Waiting...
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Waiting to see and be with you again
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With you again.
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Wishing the best for you my lost friends
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My lost friends.
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To hear you laugh one last time
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Well I hope you know I tried to find those pictures Jordo
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Of us that night in Detroit with the Pressure Point
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And I, I now feel the need to fly
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and hide inside
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And I, I now feel the need to hide
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Inside your loving arms
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Man, I swear I'd give the whole thing up for you.
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The Year Summer Ended In June
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| Misery Signals |
