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To Be Stuck On You (We're Too Old)
You spoke of foreign lands
The time that you had spent
In place of serene bliss
Morning dew and mist
Irish whiskey, dear
The rain's never so clear
Things that you've been through
My mind just sticks to you
We touched the hearts of us
Our held hands bled our trust
Stained palms we turned up
Watched pasts turn to dust
And all you have been through
The best only suits you
A sum of all our parts
My mind is stuck on us
The clothing that you wear
Even the color of your hair
I've never seen perfection
Walk the grass like you
And being that we may
Never feel the same
As we did when we were young
I've grown to love someone
