| What would you think if I wanted to leave?
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| What if I asked you to leave me alone?
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| I’m sorry, but I’m doing all that I can,
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| To make you my only disease.
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| Now I’m getting lonely and it’s getting dark,
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| Pitch black as the sky now.
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| What if these minutes they turned into hours?
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| Would you be with me again?
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| What if these hours they turned into days?
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| Would you still be with me?
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| Well, if I had a time machine, and I went up to 2019,
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| Would I still find you on my living room couch,
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| With your head on my chest as I scream today?
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh oh.
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh oh.
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| What if these days start to form into years?
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| Would you be with me again?
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| What if these years start to form into life?
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| Would you still be with me?
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| Well, if I had a crystal ball then I know it all,
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| And I’d catch your fall.
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| But, to be honest, I’m just a new guy with a little bit philosophy.
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh oh.
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh oh,
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| Oh, oh -- this is such a catastrophe!
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah.
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| Oh, oh oh…
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| Look at all the leaves, all the trees, and the fall,
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| They change different colors for no reason at all.
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| And look at all the people that are gone in my life,
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| I’ll beginning (?) no exception to mine.
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| I’ve gotta go, I’ve gotta run, I gotta get away,
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| Gotta get right outta of here.
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| I’ve gotta run, I’ve gotta go, I gotta get away,
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| Gotta run far away from here.
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| Gotta cast my cares far, far away,
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| And I’ll get better day by day.
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| Sometimes you just wanna leave,
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| But something makes your mind believe…
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| Just look at all the leaves, all the trees, and the fall,
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| They change different colors for no reason at all.
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| And look at all the people that are gone in my life,
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| I’ll beginning (?) no exception to mine.
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| Look at all the leaves, all the trees, and the fall,
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| They change different colors for no reason at all.
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| And look at all the people that are gone in my life,
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| I’ll beginning (?) no exception to mine. |