(BROWNE)
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Picking up all the pieces
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Because you never thought that this life
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Could treat you this rough
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You say that there's no point in going out again
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You say this life may have done you wrong
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But then wear it as your winter coat to keep you warm
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You know that there's no point in staying in again
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CHORUS
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It's not too late to be trying to save your love again
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It's not too late to be trying to save your love again
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You know you can't hide yourself away
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Time passes slow now
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And there's only one thing you can do to let it all out
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And if you fail well who can blame a trier
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CHORUS
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You got to wait ¨«till your turn
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It¹s all right
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Far over time
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Waiting on fuel for your flame
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Until you find yourself again
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It's not too late to be trying to save your love again
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You know you can't hide yourself away
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You can't hide yourself away
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It's Not Too Late
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