I kept my hands in my pocket because of the cold
There's things you never forget even though you grow old
It's a hush, don't you say it
The rest of hope I got you might kill it
Well maybe you're right, and maybe I'm wrong and maybe it's both
Well maybe you're in love and maybe you hate planes and maybe it's both
And maybe you're cold and maybe I'm cool and maybe I'm not
And nobody knew how ill I was now that I'm cured thanks to the sun
In the dark my dream was real in the light
I was waiting for the night to come back again
Now that I'm old
Did you ever believe the lies that you told
It's a hush, don't you say it
The rest of hope I got you might kill it
Don't let me fall
Hold me from falling
I need relief
And how could I know, how could I know nobody knows
Will I moan now I know maybe it's both
And maybe it's cool and maybe it's not and maybe it's both
Copy paste is a sin, always on the run is better
Come one, come on won't you tell me a little lie
Come one, come on won't you tell me a little lie
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