Oohhh
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From the other feilds, East of Dublin looks just like a watercolour.
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When the streets arrise upto meet the plain, nobody notices.
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And I miss your face more than anything in the world.
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And I miss your face more than anything in the world.
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Whiskey for everybody,
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to us and to all left behind.
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Beautiful morning, you've got some place to be.
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So if you have to go, be sure to think of me.
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'Cus I miss your face more than anything in the world.
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And I miss your face more than anything in the world.
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Whiskey for everybody, whisper the words before your out the door again.
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I believe that your were right.
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The seas are full and stars are falling.
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I believe that you were right,
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we, we were so young, when we left home.
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From the feilds to the air, over Dublin looks just like a watercolour.
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And even in empty arms, I feel the weight of you.
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Ohhh
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I miss your face more than anything in the world.
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I miss your face more than anything.
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Whiskey for everybody,
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To us and to all we left behind when we left home.
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Whiskey For Everybody
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Gary Jules |