She’ll be gone soon you can have me for yourself.
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But do give, just give me today.
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Or you will just scare me away.
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What we built is bigger than the sum of two.
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But somewhere I lost count of my own.
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And somehow I must find it alone.
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24 and blooming like the fields of May.
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25 and yearning for a ticket out Dreams burn, but in ashes are gold.
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24-25
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| Kings of Convenience |
