| Can you see the same sky from where you are?
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| Do the Heavens really stretch so far?
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| From me to you and all that’s left in between
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| This is my nightmare,
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| The reason I lie awake at night
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| But in this ghost town we’ve doused all the lights
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| I’ve got this half moon
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| And I’ll save the other half for you
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| So close, so close
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| Forget it,
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| 'Cause close don’t count when you’re counting on me
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| This is how we’ll ruin everything
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| Staring at the same stretch of highway for far too long,
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| These winding roads, they never lead me back
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| To the place that I belong
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| I count the planes as they pass overhead,
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| The engine’s warm and will serve as my bed
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| I slept on the hood of my car,
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| To pretend the world was ours
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| So close, so close
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| Forget it,
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| 'Cause close don’t count when you’re counting on me
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| This is how we’ll ruin everything
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| I wish that you could see how this is killing me
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| If bigger scars make better stories
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| Then you should see the scars on me
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| I’ve got this half moon,
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| I’ll save the other half for you
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| And every step I take
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| I should be taking back to you
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| To you, to you
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| To you, to you
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| So close, so close
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| Forget it,
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| 'Cause close don’t count when you’re counting on me
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| This is how we’ll ruin everything
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| So close, so close
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| Forget it,
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| 'Cause close don’t count when you’re counting on me
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| This is how we’ll ruin everything
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| I wish that you could see how this is killing me
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| If bigger scars make better stories
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| Then you should see the scars on me
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| So close, so close
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| Forget it,
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| 'Cause close don’t count when you’re counting on me
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| This is how we’ll ruin everything
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| I wish that you could see how this is killing me
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| If bigger scars make better stories
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| Then you should see the scars on me |