| Remember we sat in the cold, no money in my Trio
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| Underneath that waterfall nobody else ever saw
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| I packed up everything except those memories
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| That only I can see, and can't get rid of
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| I still remember the first, your body hit every nerve
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| Used to wake up in my shirt, that's the one I had to burn
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| Trying not to stare, but you are everywhere
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| You're everywhere that I ever known
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| You feel like Brooklyn in the summer
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| Been hiding, had to wait for so long
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| And it's the subtleties, you've only ever seen
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| Bringing the mess of me back together
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| You feel like Brooklyn in the summer
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| Been stumbling, half awake for so long
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| Gotta forget that feeling, give into something real
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| I've got, I've gotta let you go
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| Gotta let you go
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| This morning I walked to the train, just like you did every day
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| Everyone else is the same, I wonder if you're the same
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| And do you lay your head in someone else's bed
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| To help you bury it? |
| Just like you always did
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| And now you're in all of my words, only way I can return
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| Memories fade in reverse, but you will always be heard
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| Wherever I can sing, you'll be right there with me
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| The notes and melodies that only I can see
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| You feel like Brooklyn in the summer
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| Been hiding, had to wait for so long
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| And it's the subtleties, you've only ever seen
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| Bringing the mess of me back together
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| You feel like Brooklyn in the summer
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| Been stumbling, half awake for so long
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| Gotta forget that feeling, give into something real
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| I've got, I've gotta let you go
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| Gotta let you go
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| But maybe I'm not really ready to give up you
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| 'Cause nobody ever mattered to me like you do
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| 'Cause you're so up here, I caught that feeling
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| And touch the ceiling, ooh
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| I wish I could describe it with words just ain't enough
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| And nothing that I could say would ever measure up
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| But what I can't stand is you're outta my hands
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| And up outta your plans, ooh
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| You feel like Brooklyn in the summer
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| Been hiding, had to wait for so long
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| And it's the subtleties, you've only ever seen
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| Bringing the mess of me back together
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| You feel like Brooklyn in the summer
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| Been stumbling, half awake for so long
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| Gotta forget that feeling, give into something real
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| I've got, I've gotta let you go
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| Gotta let you go |