I've put it all behind me
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Nothing left to do or doubt
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Some may say
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But every silver lining always seems to have a cloud
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That comes my way
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Anticipated pleasure or unexpected pain
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No choice I fear
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And love is hard to measure hidden in the rain
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That's why you'll find me here all alone and still wondering why
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Waiting inside for the cold to get colder
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And here where it's clear that I've wasted my time
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Hoping to fly 'cause it's almost over now
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People come together, people go their own way
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Love conquers few
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And I'll do whatever, I'll say what I need to say
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Just not for you
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How many days should I smile with a frown?
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'Cause you're not around with the sun on your shoulders
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And how many nights must I wake up alone?
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And know in my soul that it's almost over now
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Our love is like a paper airplane flying in the folded wind
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Riding high, dipping low
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And innocence is fair game, I'm hoping I can hold it in
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Our love will die, I know
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Paper Airplane
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| Alison Krauss |
