A thousand times a day I tell you I love the way you sing
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Even though it makes me cry, it¡¯s my favorite time to be alive
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And all I know is I feel lost without you
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¡°I miss you¡± is not enough
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I know the story¡¯s old; it¡¯s been told a million times before
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But to tell it feels so good
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It reminds me that not all I do is right
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And all I know is I feel so lost without you
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Now I remember the day I was a kid in 8th grade
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Your friend tapped me on my shoulder and asked if I would be your boyfriend
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Oh, yeah, we were intense then
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We would walk and hold hands
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You were taller than me then I got a friend to tell you that
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I didn¡¯t wanna be anymore
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Oh, no, not anymore
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So then for 3 more years we would never talk
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And I¡¯m not gonna lie though, I couldn¡¯t stop thinking about you
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Then your best friends came over and I got them to call you
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To see if you wanted to watch the band play ¡°Dude Ranch¡±
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I knew that that would impress you
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So then we got to talking and before we knew it we were always on the phone
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Talking until 4 in the morning
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Yeah, there was only one problem
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Now, I never knew your man, never talked to him
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And still until this day I feel bad for it, but I knew that I loved you
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And I knew that I had to do something
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So I waited till the day that you broke up with him
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We had a barbeque at our friend Jim¡¯s
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Then we strolled to the backyard and that¡¯s where we shared our first kiss
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Then you watched the band play with all your friends
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And we played our set of Millencolin and Chocking Victim
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I guess that didn¡¯t impress you
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¡®Cause then an hour later between you and your friends
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You told me that you didn¡¯t want to be anymore
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Oh, no, not anymore
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But then a while later we got back together
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And we told each other we would be forever
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And since that day we had our share of problems
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And now we know that it¡¯s hard but better together
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Oh, yeah, it¡¯s better together
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So now we have a house and a couple pets
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We¡¯re even getting married 9 years after it
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And every time I see you
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I still hear trumpets
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1000 Times A Day
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The Early November |