| Gather round for the fire
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| The stars are out on the town tonight
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| Dancing, laughing, rolling around
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| And I’ll be up at the top tonight
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| I sat and asked for a few pages more,
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| The end of this chapter has come so soon.
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| My eyes were fixed for what was in store,
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| But then my head got trapped by the moon…
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| I said I wanna sit on the roof with you.
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| And I wanna, but the road is taking me soon.
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| I wanna sit on the roof with you,
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| I wanna, and I’ll make the best of it too because I wont give up.
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| I jumped the cliff with a deep breath in,
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| I still can’t breathe and I’ve still been falling.
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| The best is the question that seems to live on,
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| Till the lighthouse stays and the boats come calling.
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| I feel like this story ain’t close to an end.
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| This is a tale too close to the book.
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| Tuesdays cakes, and songs are sung,
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| Then I’ll find where the words live on…
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| I said I wanna sit on the roof with you.
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| And I wanna, but the road is taking me soon.
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| I wanna sit on the roof with you,
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| I wanna, and I’ll make the best of it too because I wont give up.
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| I said I wanna sit on the roof with you.
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| And I wanna, but the road is taking me soon.
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| I wanna sit on the roof with you,
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| I wanna, and I’ll make the best of it too because I wont give up. |