"The Closest Thing"
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You're the words that come out easy,
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And I am speechless at best.
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Your star it seems to shine above the rest.
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You're the face before the cameras,
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The smile i'd like to earn.
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The closest thing to perfect,
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In a hollywood to burn.
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You're the beauty that is deeper,
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Than eyes can merely see.
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The closest thing to perfect.
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But the farthest thing from me.
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[Chorus: x2]
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I'd love to be,
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The shoulder that you cry on.
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I'd love to be,
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The friend you call when things are great.
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You're the dream that hasn't ended,
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And I'm still anxious for rest.
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Your words they seem to hang above my head.
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You're the bud before the flower,
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Unfurls into full bloom.
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Captivating beauty,
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But it maybe all too soon.
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You're the song that writes a story,
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But leaves a lot to read.
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The closest thing to perfect,
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But the farthest thing from me.
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[Chorus x2]
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And like I really deserve a chance to,
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Sit across the table,
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And tell you that I think you're wonderful.
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And I think you're something special.
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I guess this is my only chance to,
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Say I wish I knew you,
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Because I'm sure you're wonderful,
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If I'd get to know you
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The Closest Thing
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The Juliana Theory |