Staring at the bottom of your glass, Hoping one day you'll make a dream last
But dreams come slow and they go so fast, You see her when you close your eyes
Maybe one day you'll understand why, Everything you touch surely dies
But you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go
(Passenger Let her go)
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