| Wonder in the night misplaced me
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| I’m in a strange way with you
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| Good to feel the wind erasing
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| Every path I traveled through
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| I know it’s a wake staid, I’m away, stay
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| What is this I’m coming to?
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| On a good day, I can watch the waves
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| Talking to me like I’m new
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| Tear another page in two
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| Wonder if the old times left me
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| Home is where I call my home
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| Good to feel the light get heavy
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| Every single weed I’ve sown
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| I know, is a lie lord, I’m alive, Lord
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| Trace my hands on the page
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| On a good day, in between the waves
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| Wonder is a line I’ll trace
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| Rust on the garden gates
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| Wonder in the mountain shading
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| Light bends the afternoon
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| Goodness in the timeless aging
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| Two become one, one became two
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| In time love, all my time, love
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| Lying on the floor in view
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| On a good day at the rusty gates
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| I’ll take another lap with you
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| Yes, I’ll take another lap with you
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| Wonder how I met you
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| Oh, wonder that I met you
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| It’s a wonder that I met you
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| It’s a wonder that I met you
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| Oh, wonder that I met you
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| Oh, wonder that I met you
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| It’s a wonder that I met you
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| It’s a wonder |