So we haven't seen her
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anywhere around
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and i fear Brianna
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is six feet underground
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and i could not apologize
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enough to set me free
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so if you see Brianna won't you
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tell her this for me
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i would open doors
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help you on your way
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i don't want to lie no more
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i think i've found my place
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so what are you waiting for
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i just want to wish you well
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and i don't want to call no more
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and i would open doors
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gravity ensures us
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closer to the ground
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and i keep my feet planted
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firmly in the clouds
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so i would often wonder if you'd
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ever come around
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cuz you're the only one who'd always
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bring me crashing down
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i would open doors
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and help you on your way
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i don't want to lie no more
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i think i've found my place
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so what are you waiting for
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i just want to wish you well
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and i don't want to lie no more
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i would open doors
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so what are you waiting for
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i'll help you on your way
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i don't want to lie no more
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i think i've found my place
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i would open doors
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just want to wish you well
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and i don't want to lie no more
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i would open doors
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i would open doors
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Open Doors
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| Brandi Carlile |
