These tears stain the wood
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Like cups and condensation
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I am bound to you
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I cannot break the situation
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He’s every subject
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Of every song
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Like the wind carries
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He moves me along
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And the shadows I can’t run from
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They won’t let me go
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He’s the ending of a story
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That I’ll never know
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He’s electric
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Can’t forget it
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Yeah he’s electric
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Don’t forget it
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Sometimes he fills me up
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Sometimes it’s such a shock
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This is more than I bargained for
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More than I would have bought
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You still look at me
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With well acquainted eyes
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As the memories come flooding back
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In a field of butterflies
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It’s electric
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Don’t forget
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Yeah it’s electric
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I can’t forget it
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I know there’s hope in there
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But I wanna walk away
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He’s says it’s bright in there
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Even in lighter shades of grey
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And though it looks like rain
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I’m not gonna cry
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As the seasons are changing
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In your heart
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So will I
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I will fly
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Electric
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Oh yes the seasons are changing
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Ohh yes the seasons are changing
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I’m burning up
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I’m burning up
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I’m electric
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Electric
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| Tristan Prettyman |
