| Like the stars and their place in the sky
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| Or footprints erased by the tide
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| Everything changes
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| Oh it changes
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| In September the leaves start to fade
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| And the clearest of blues turns to grey
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| Everything changes
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| Oh it changes
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| But honey, our love will remain
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| Firm in the fire and the hardest of rain
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| Oh honey we’re anchored in love
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| It keeps holding on and it never gives up
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| When everything changes
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| The things that we once held so dear
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| Even the deepest of friends disappear
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| Cause everything changes, oh it changes
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| Time carves the lines that we wear
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| Weaving silver in strands of our hair
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| Everything changes, oh it changes
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| But honey, our love will remain
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| Firm in the fire and the hardest of rain
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| Oh honey we’re anchored in love
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| It keeps holding on and it never gives up
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| When everything changes
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| The ground could be shaking
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| The walls could be breaking
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| But we won’t be, no we won’t be
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| Everything changes
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| The ground could be shaking
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| The walls could be breaking
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| But we won’t be, no we won’t be
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| Our love will remain
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| Our love will remain
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| Oh honey, our love will remain
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| Firm in the fire and the hardest of rain
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| Oh honey we’re anchored in love
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| It keeps holding on and it never gives up
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| Oh honey, our love will remain
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| Firm in the fire and the hardest of rain
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| Oh honey we’re anchored in love
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| It keeps holding on and it never gives up
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| When everything changes
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| When everything changes
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| Our love will remain |