When I was little
I didn't like that song
It had a sad feeling
So it felt wrong
Throughout the years
When I heard that song
I'd change the station
I did that for so long
Then one day
It was like I was hit with a brick
Whoever knew
What would make that song stick
I must have known somehow
Deep down inside
Why it made me sad
Why from it I would hide
Now I listen to it over and over
It finally showed it's meaning
I find myself irreversibly attached
It's one thing on which I'm leaning
This song will never end
Because I'll never let it go
So I'll never say goodbye
Until I say hello
I didn't like that song
It had a sad feeling
So it felt wrong
Throughout the years
When I heard that song
I'd change the station
I did that for so long
Then one day
It was like I was hit with a brick
Whoever knew
What would make that song stick
I must have known somehow
Deep down inside
Why it made me sad
Why from it I would hide
Now I listen to it over and over
It finally showed it's meaning
I find myself irreversibly attached
It's one thing on which I'm leaning
This song will never end
Because I'll never let it go
So I'll never say goodbye
Until I say hello
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