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I'm thinking of when I first touched you |
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Your skin was electric |
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Now I'm far too wise to dwell on such things |
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And far too sentimental to forget them |
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I read somewhere memories are stories you write for yourself |
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To explain who you are, and how you got there |
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And to blame it on somebody else |
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Now the gifts are open |
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The toys are broken |
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The speeches are all spoken |
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And the dishes cleared away |
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The stream keeps flowing |
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My doubts are growing |
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Cause I've got no way of knowing if it'll be damned or reach the sea |
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For you and me |
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I met a man twice my age |
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Half joking, he said I should warn you. |
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You're a fish on the line, |
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and the lines pulling in, |
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and there's a frying pan coming to warm you |
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And while I smiled, it occurred to me |
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I'm just gristle and blood |
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And I've spent half my life with the sun in my eyes |
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Chasing rainbows through the mud |
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Now the gifts are open |
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The toys are broken |
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The speeches are all spoken |
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And the dishes cleared away |
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The stream keeps flowing |
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My doubts are growing |
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Cause I've got no way of knowing if it'll be damned or reach the sea |
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For you and me |
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When I was a child in a little kid's world |
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My heart was the same as the one I have now |
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But it amazes me how much everything else has changed |
