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Bittersweet your're too complete to ask me why
You¡¯re over there and you¡¯re shy to stare and catch her eye
When you do, she looks at you with silent signs
And I know that you glow like the sky

You¡¯ve got nowhere to run
But you¡¯ve got someplace to be
You¡¯ve got nowhere to run
But you¡¯ve got someplace to be
That's with me
That's with me

You think you¡¯re so fucking sweet
Yeah, you¡¯re so sweet

It¡¯s friday night your joke¡¯s alright you come with me
You¡¯re falling hard and it¡¯s too hard to see
When you do, she looks at you behind the line
And I¡¯ll know that you glow like the sky

You¡¯ve got nowhere to run
But you¡¯ve got someplace to be
You¡¯ve got nowhere to run
But you¡¯ve got someplace to be
That's with me
That's with me

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Sweet
Howie Day

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