The mixed tape

This is morning

That's when I spend the most time

Thinking 'bout what I've given up

This is a warning

When you start the day just to close the curtains

You're thinking 'bout what I've given up

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Where are you now?

As I'm swimming through the stereo

I'm writing you a symphony of sound

Where are you now?

As I rearrange the songs again

This mix could burn a hole in anyone

But it was you I was thinking of

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I read your letter

The one you left when you broke into my house

Retracing ever step you made

And you said you meant it

And there's a piece of me in every single

Second of every single day

But if it's true then tell me how it got this way

Andrew Mcmahon, singer ;)

- Check out his blog on their

website!

Where are you now?

As I'm swimming through the stereo

I'm writing you a symphony of sound

Where are you now?

As I rearrange the songs again

This mix could burn a hole in anyone

But it was you I was thinking of

-

And I can't get to you

I can't get to you

I can't get to you

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Where are you now?

As I'm swimming through the stereo

I'm writing you a symphony of sound

Where are you now?

As I rearrange the songs again

I swear to God this mix could sink the sun

But it was you I was thinking of

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And this is my mixed tape for her

It's like I wrote every note

With my own fingers

- Jack's Mannequin