| It's kinda funny how we're longing for somebody |
| Making misery a hobby, what a way to waste the time |
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| I see somebody under California palm trees |
| And I hate to feel this envy but I guess it's not a crime |
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| I hold on a little while till I |
| Feel better I |
| Keep my |
| Eyes open wide |
| Wide |
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| But it's kinda funny when the road's a little bumpy |
| Makes me think that all the neighbor's grass is way greener than mine |
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| When I'm down I think back |
| Grandpa used to say |
| What's meant to be will come your way |
| And if the sky turns to black |
| Just remember that |
| Rainbow's coming after the rain |
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| Just hold on a little while I'll be |
| Right by your side |
| Keep your |
| Eyes open wide |
| Wide |
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| And I'm up here everyday |
| Trying to keep you safe |
| What's meant to be will come your way |
| Your way |
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| Sometimes I stumble upon words that kinda humble me |
| I don't think that the younger me would care about that stuff |
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| She'd probably mumble that the other ones are trouble |
| And she never seemed to struggle 'cause she always felt enough |
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| When I'm down I think back |
| Grandpa used to say |
| What's meant to be will come your way |
| And if the sky turns to black |
| Just remember that |
| Rainbow's coming after the rain |
|
| Just hold on a little while I'll be |
| Right by your side |
| Keep your |
| Eyes open wide |
| Wide |
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| And I'm up here everyday |
| Trying to keep you safe |
| What's meant to be will come your way |
| Your way |
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| What's meant to be will come your way |
| Your way |
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