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All We'll Ever Be Video (MV)




Performed By: Haytor
Language: English
Length: 3:28
Written by: Austin Robison, Jonathan Lewis




Haytor - All We'll Ever Be Lyrics
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Mondays you'd always beat me to the gate
Tuesday was closer but I'll make it someday
We'd pace back and forth as the rain hit the ground
I tell you I still hear the sound
Of old school country all the way home
And a backpack filled with everything I own
Out in the garden where you
Poured your heart and your soul
And I still sing along
All the way, all the way
And even though you're gone
I can still hear you say
Hey
Summer weekdays down at the school
You'd launch me headfirst into the pool
We had the run of the place you were so damn cool
You were everything I wanted to be
Your stiff upper lip was wasted on me
Cause you pinned your emotions to the end of your sleeve
I'm a cryer like you and Mum makes three
That's all we'll ever be
And I still sing along
All the way, all the way
And even though you're gone
I can still hear you say
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
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Mondays you'd always beat me to the gate
Tuesday was closer but I'll make it someday
We'd pace back and forth as the rain hit the ground
I tell you I still hear the sound
Of old school country all the way home
And a backpack filled with everything I own
Out in the garden where you
Poured your heart and your soul
And I still sing along
All the way, all the way
And even though you're gone
I can still hear you say
Hey
Summer weekdays down at the school
You'd launch me headfirst into the pool
We had the run of the place you were so damn cool
You were everything I wanted to be
Your stiff upper lip was wasted on me
Cause you pinned your emotions to the end of your sleeve
I'm a cryer like you and Mum makes three
That's all we'll ever be
And I still sing along
All the way, all the way
And even though you're gone
I can still hear you say
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
We're nearly, back home
To faces we know
We're nearly, back home
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Writer: Austin Robison, Jonathan Lewis
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