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Вершы: Stay. The Great American Hustle.

:
I miss all of the world
that I knew as a boy scrape my knees on the streets where we cool never coy.
Played along to the ballad that summer wrote. You took our bikes to a place
where our folks never knew.

Felt the wind in my face.
Man, I felt so alive,
racing you through the woods.
Man, we tried.
All of the nights that we laughed 'til we cried,
I won?t forget, forget part of my life.

To begin, to begin love.
I?ve been losing sleep again.
'Til I?m seeing you, I miss everything.
Just go back to the way that it?s been, that it's been.

Wind in my face.
Man, I felt so alive,
racing you through the woods.
Man, we tried.
All of the nights that we laughed 'til we cried,
I won?t forget, forget part of my life.

Take me home, take me home.
I am lost in a world I feel I don?t belong. [x2]

Wind in my face.
Man, I felt so alive,
racing you through the woods.
Man, we tried.
All of the nights that we laughed 'til we cried,
I won?t forget, forget part of my life.