I was wrong
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To say I wouldn't change a thing
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'Cause in the story of our lives
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The best of times
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Through colour glass
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Time goes on enough
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To let me move on past
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But every little now and then
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It creeps on back to shade my smile
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I was wrong
+
To say I wouldn't change a thing
+
'Cause in the story of our lives
+
The best of times
+
Through colour glass
+
Time goes on enough
+
To let me move on past
+
But every little now and then
+
It creeps on back to shade my smile
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