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There's a clock on my wall
that's been broken for years
but I'm not ever going to fix it, baby
cause it's the only thing bringing me back to
when we would always lay together,
swore we'd be forever,
those stories keep my hopes alive
I miss those times

Amy I know, that we're not going to change
and where we are now is for the better
but baby it's hard to steer away
from dreaming of a storyline

What did we give up?
Who would we become if we could rewind?

Would we feel the same
way we do today
in our own storyline?

There's a journal at home
I haven't written in for years
but I won't ever throw it away 'cause maybe
I'll want to relive the days
when we were just sitting by the fire
leaning against each other
gazing at the starry sky
I miss those nights

Amy I know, that we're not going to change
and where we are now is for the better
but baby it's hard to steer away
from dreaming of a storyline

What did we give up?
Who would we become if we could rewind?

Would we feel the same
way we do today
in our own storyline?

I've been told that we're getting older
but whenever I start to dream again
I feel a little younger. Why do dreams always end?
Now I know those days are over,
and I'm never gonna forget where we've been
but since we're getting older
I can only imagine
how it would be to meet again

Amy I know, that you're not going to change, and I'm not going to change
Amy I know, that we're not going to change
and where we are now is for the better
but baby it's hard to steer away
from dreaming of (up) a storyline

What did we give up?
Who would we become if we could rewind?

Would we feel the same
way we do today
in our own storyline?

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