Can you see the same sky from where you are?
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Do the Heavens really stretch so far?
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From you to me and all that's left in between
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This is my nightmare,
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the reason I lie awake at night
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But in this ghost town we've doused all the lights
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I've got this half moon
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and I'll save the other half for you
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So close, so close
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forget it,
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'cause close don't count when you're counting on me
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This is how we'll ruin everything
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Staring at the same stretch of highway for far too long,
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these winding roads, they never lead me back
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to the place that I belong
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I count the planes as they pass overhead,
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the engine's warm and will serve as my bed
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I slept on the hood of my car,
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to pretend the world was ours
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So close, so close
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forget it,
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'cause close don't count when you're counting on me
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This is how we'll ruin everything
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I wish that you could see how this is killing me
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If bigger scars make better stories
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then you should see the scars on me
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I've got this half moon,
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I'll save the other half for you
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And every step I take
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Is a step I should be taking back to you
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To you, to you
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To you, to you
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So close, so close
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forget it,
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'cause close don't count when you're counting on me
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This is how we'll ruin everything
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So close, so close
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forget it,
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'cause close don't count when you're counting on me
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This is how we'll ruin everything
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I wish that you could see how this is killing me
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If bigger scars make better stories
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then you should see the scars on me
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So close, so close
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forget it,
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'cause close don't count when you're counting on me
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This is how we'll ruin everything
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I wish that you could see how this is killing me
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If bigger scars make better stories
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then you should see the scars on me
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