I'd go beyond our fighting borders
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If you needed that from me
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I'd march with decorated soldiers
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To get your pretty eyes to see
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Well, I would bring your morning coffee
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Then I'd wrap you up in me
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I'd kiss your belly and your shoulders
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Cover blankets on our feet
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So slow down
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There's some kind of blessing here
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But you have missed your cue
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So keep your eyes set on the horizon
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On the line where blue meets blue
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And I would let that silver lining
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Where I know it'd find you soon
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'Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you
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But my messages don't seem to make it through
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Well, I would bring your morning coffee
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Then I'd wrap you up in me
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I'd kiss your belly and your shoulders
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Cover blankets on our feet
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But slow down
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There's some sort of blessing here
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But you've gone and missed your cue
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So keep your eyes set on the horizon
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On the line where blue meets blue
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And I would let that silver lining
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Where I know it'd find you soon
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'Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you
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But my messages don't seem to make it through
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Well, money and fame they are a losing game
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And I know those pretty actresses
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Are calling your name
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But I'll be here waiting
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So keep your eyes set on the horizon
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On the line where blue meets blue
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And I would let that silver lining
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Where I know it'd find you soon
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Keep your eyes set on the horizon
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On the line where blue meets blue
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And I would let that silver lining in
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Where I know it'd find you soon
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'Cause I have sailed a 1000 ships to you
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But my messages don't seem to make it through
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1000 Ships
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| Rachel Platten |
