I see you crying and it rains
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Washing away the bad days
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Washing away the pain loss brings yeah
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And then you smile though it aches
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Cos you don't believe in mistakes
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Just that we made a mess of things
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When the deal that you made with love is now a one way street
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A one way street
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And you'll feel you'll go overboard
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Cos you're incomplete, incomplete
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You're not afraid to rely
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On any way you can try
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To learn to make some sense of things yeah
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And the way you say we'll get by
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With a little laugh we can fly
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You know the measure of hope that brings
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When the deal that you made with love is just a one way street
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A one way street
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And you'll feel you'll go overboard
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Cos you're incomplete, incomplete
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I hear you laughing like a child
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Instead of choking all riled
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Instead of staring at shortcomings yeah
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Just like the rain when you cried
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Washed all the stains of false pride
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You'll learn to make the best of things
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Have a little more of not enough
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More of what is less but isn't love
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Little of the same you're dreaming of
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That's enough, that's enough
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When the deal that you made with love is now a one way street
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A one way street
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And you'll feel you'll go overboard
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Cos you're incomplete, incomplete
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When the deal that you made with love is just a one way street
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A one way street
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And you'll feel you'll go overboard
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Cos you are in-complete yeah
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When the deal that you made with love is now a one way street
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A one way street
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And you'll feel you'll go overboard
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Cos you're incomplete, incomplete
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When the deal that you made with love is just a one way street
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A one way street
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And you'll feel you'll go overboard
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Cos you're incomplete, incomplete
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Overboard
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Poets Of The Fall |