Sometimes when the sky is clear blue
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Sometimes I can hear you singing to me
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But lately part of me just crumbles
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Every time I hear that melody
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Our Song
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It doesn't matter
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If your heart's new broken
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If we haven't spoken in a year
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You'll be walking somewhere very far away
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Where the sky is full grey
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And you will hear
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Our Song
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And for a moment you can hold it
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And the colours all come back
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like the smell of spring on a shifting wind
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Our Song
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Our Song
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| Kate Miller-Heidke |
