I believe that starry skies
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Would always be more carefully dazed tonight
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And would guide us she said
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That we would fear nothing
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And now I see the flawless heart
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Whose only wish is to be right
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Feels how it's beaten for nothing
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She told him everything got out of hand
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And she lost touch with moments they had planned
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Tried to make herself believe she'd never cared
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And none of this is written there in stone
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She said it's based on a thousand true stories
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I can see that all the signs
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Have made myself believe I hadn't seen
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Are what hurt us she said
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There was no way of knowing
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I rode a plane to fit the speed
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Put our love and names up there in lights
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But the god went on growing
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He told her everything just fell apart
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So he had done his best to fool his heart
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Tried to make himself believe he was alive
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And none of this has come from me alone, he said
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It's based on a thousand true stories
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We hoped that light would just stay in our hands
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That just would disappear and we would find
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Our way back to the love that we had left behind
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And none of this can happen on its own, he said
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It's based on a thousand true stories
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Based On A Thousand True Stories
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Silje Nergaard(½Ç¿¹ ³×°¡µå) |