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Mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh

Seven years have passed like a cigarette
And some faces gone too fast
Got no time to regret
Many chapters I've read and no happy end

I'd paint my heart in black and blue (baby)
But I'll leave an empty space just for you
Sometimes it's hard to face the truth (baby)
Feels like I'm running out of pages
I am running out of pages till the day I find you
Every page that I wrote, every word I hold
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you
Every page that I wrote, every word I hold
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
To the day I find, to the day I find, to the day I find
To the day I find you

To the day I find you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
To the day I find, to the day I find, to the day I find
To the day I find you

Mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh, mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh-mmh

I should go to bed, but I'm wide awake
Counting my heartbreaks
Maybe I'm losing my head, maybe it's out of my hands
Out of my hands

I'd paint my heart in black and blue (baby)
But I'll leave an empty space just for you
Sometimes it's hard to face the truth (baby)
Feels like I'm running out of pages
I am running out of pages till the day I find you
Every page that I wrote, every word I hold
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you
Every page that I wrote, every word I hold
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you

Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
To the day I find, to the day I find, to the day I find
To the day I find you

To the day I find you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
That I keep getting closer to the day I find you
Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
To the day I find, to the day I find, to the day I find
To the day I find you

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