I'm pacing the streets
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Where our story begins
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On a pale autumn day
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It was a day much like this
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And I'm back at the corner
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Where you used to wait for me
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Down by the place where we
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Made our first memories
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We smiled at each other
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Your skin was so cold
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And I swore I had never
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Seen you more beautiful
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A few stolen glances
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We stayed out in the rain
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Could we just go back there again
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To that day, that day
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When I came to see
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It was our time, our beginning
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The end of the wait
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Oh I wish I could go back to
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Where I was heading on
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That day
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I can't help but wonder
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Every now and then
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If I hadn't spoken
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Would we have kept going
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Your number is still here
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On my fingertips
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Like a forbidden secret
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That shouldn't exist
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I know that I loved you
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I know that I tried
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But the kind that will keep you
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Awake in the night
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It just doesn't make sense
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And time after time I was trying
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To get back there again
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To that day, that day
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When I came to see
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It was our time, our beginning
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The end of the wait
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Oh I wish I could go back to
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Where I was heading on
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That day
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I know that I loved you
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I know that I tried
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But the kind that will keep you
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Awake in the night
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It just doesn't make sense
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And time after time I was trying to get back
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Dying to get back there again
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To that day, that day
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When I came to see
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It was our time, our beginning
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The end of the wait
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Oh I wish I could go back to
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Where I was heading on
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That day, that day
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When I came to see
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Where I was heading on
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That day
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That Day
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| Marit Larsen |
