I do not love you the way I did when we met
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There are secrets and arguments that I haven't finished yet
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It's only that grace has outlived our regrets
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We're still here
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Maybe we can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
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We can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
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There are times meant for breaking
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And words to ignore
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And a bent to our souls
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When our skin is at war
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If leaving were freedom
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Well, we'd both walk right out of that door
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Maybe we can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
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We can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows
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And the years roll by
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And you hold my hand
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While the shadows stretch over the land
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Crumble and fall in my arms
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And we'll struggle to hold on
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Waters, they rise
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And they carry our hopes and our dreams away
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Baby, we can stay, stay
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And the years roll by
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And you hold my hand
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And the shadows stretch over the land
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Baby, we can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
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We can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
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We can stay
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'Til the last drop of water flows under the bridge
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Water Under The Bridge
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Jars Of Clay |