We all used to think we were the hero In the story of our ever-spinning world But, nothing ever moves or happens If you look closely enough And we all just become suspiciously responsible adults Heels and dress shoes clicking on the tile We know we’re steps on someone else’s ladder And there’s no use in living for ourselves We’re not those kids who laugh at every chance they get, We never smile We were the two girls at six years old Holding hands on the sidewalk In our dresses we thought made us fancy And our Mary Janes But, please, don’t die wondering what we could be Yeah, we don’t have to never say a word Still, it all goes on Remember when we wanted to leave, see the ocean Climb mountains to mark our highest points We’d do it together, When we’d eventually grow up And though we’ve grown too far apart I’ve never forgotten about the places I thought I’d take you We were the two girls at six years old Holding hands on the sidewalk In our dresses we thought made us fancy And our Mary Janes But, please, don’t die wondering what we could be Yeah, we don’t have to never say a word Still, it all goes on And every day, I think of you, And the things that I wish I could have said I still believed that I secretly loved you, Even back then when I didn’t know I could Yeah, maybe we’ll meet again When we can, maybe, mend each other’s broken wings Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… We were the two girls at six years old Holding hands on the sidewalk In our dresses we thought made us fancy And our Mary Janes But, please, don’t die wondering what we could be Yeah, we don’t have to never say a word Still, it all goes on Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on… Still, it all goes on…
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