Sometimes I think I see you in a crowd
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so far away from home
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but I still turn around
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sometimes I think that maybe you've come back to save me
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and the missing piece of my life has been found
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and I don't wanna know
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too much of this pain I already hold
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and I don't wanna see
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what is it meant to be
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sometimes I think that maybe you still care
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then I realise that you'd still be there
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to let me touch your shoulder
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to watch as we grow older
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then I realise that life ain't fair
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I don't wanna know
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too many memories with little hope
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and I don't wanna see
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what is it meant to be
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Sometimes I think I see you in a crowd
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so far away from home
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but I still turn around
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sometimes I wish for days... that have already come and gone...
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for second chances
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and I don't wanna know
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too much of this pain I already hold
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and I don't wanna see
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what is it meant to be
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See You In A Crowd
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| Nine Days |
