5th of November
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When I walked you home
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That's when I nearly said it
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But then said "Forget it" and froze
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Do you remember?
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You probably don't
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'Cause the sparks in the sky
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Took a hold of your eyes
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while we spoke
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Yesterday, drank way too much
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And stayed up too late
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Started to write what I wanna say
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Deleted the message
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But I still remember it said
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I wish I was who you drunk
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texted at midnight
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Wish I was the reason
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you stay up till 3
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And you can't fall asleep
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Waiting for me to reply
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I wish I was more than
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just someone you walk by
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Wish I wasn't scared
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to be honest and open
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Instead of just hoping
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You'd feel what I'm feeling inside
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April the 7th
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And nothing has changed
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It's hard to get by
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When you're still
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on my mind every day
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Sometimes I question
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If you feel the same
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Do we make stupid jokes?
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Trying to hide that
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we're both too afraid to say
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I wish I was who you drunk
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texted at midnight
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Wish I was the reason
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you stay up till 3
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And you can't fall asleep
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Waiting for me to reply
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I wish I was more than
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just someone you walk by
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Wish I wasn't scared
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to be honest and open
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Instead of just hoping
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You'd feel what I'm feeling inside
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Oh, and here we go again
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Destroy myself to keep a friend
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Hiding away
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'cause I was afraid you'd say no
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I wonder if I cross your mind
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Half as much as you do mine
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If I tell you the truth
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What will I lose?
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I don't know
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I wish I had sent you
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that drunk text that midnight
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I was just scared it
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would ruin our friendship
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But I really meant it
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I wonder how you would reply
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drunk text
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| Henry Moodie |
