I could see our fingers all intertwined
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With all your wrinkles perfectly suiting mine
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Oh, somewhere down the line
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Probably we'd run out of things to do
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Holding onto what's left of our fleeting youth
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But what else can you do?
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Driving home tonight
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I didn't see the light
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I was just watching you sleep in shotgun
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I could have crashed the car
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I could tell our summer was just in bloom
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Opened up the windows in the bedroom
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When you woke me up at noon
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I was waiting for summer to turn to fall
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Sick and tired of everything moving at a crawl
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If it moved at all
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As long as there's something to see
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I'll see it with you
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As long as the days can seem
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We'll find something to do
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And if ever your love should leave
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Just swear you'll follow through
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And I swear I'll always follow you
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You have spent your better years bored with me
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Sat about waiting for eventually which I can't wait to see
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Finding Something To Do
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Hellogoodbye |