Nod my head so dumb with love
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there's something else I'm dreaming of
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Shut my eyes pretend it's there
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keep me here, unaware
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I would promise all I could
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think about it afterward
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Humour me just think it through
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it's all I ever asked of you
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Coming back x4
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You come out and say the word
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quick how all the tables turned
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Hate that there's a space to fill
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always have and always will
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I'm there when your fingers snap
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it's not where we left it at
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I can see the love we trapped, coming back
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Along the barren streets we slide, poke at any dirt we find
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Magnify for us to see, then dig them up desperately
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I would promise all I could, think about it afterward
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Humour me just think it through, it's all I ever asked of you
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Coming back x4
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Your Eyes
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| Bombay Bicycle Club |
