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We used to bow our heads, then wonder why |
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and make the best of what you left to me |
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Like the flower needs the rain |
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Guess I’ll start it all again |
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Like the winter needs the spring |
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Just knowing you were thinking of me |
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For every story told about me |
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Like the flower needs the rain |
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Guess I’ll start it all again |
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Like the winter needs the spring |
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Guess I’ll start it all again |
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