23 lyrics for "I used to hold you"

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my
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The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my
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You used to hold me You used to hold me me me me, yeah Knocked down everything I tried to do That sounds something like me holding you I've known this can make you understand Take my spirit from my open hand You know better than I do
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I miss the old you Or, "I love you daddy" You ungrateful bitch The more the baddie, more the bratty Take you shopping for them clothes I used to hold you I miss the old me And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you When it was on, we was on fire
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Your mess is mine Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Talking like we used to do It was always me and you
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I'll be alright, be alright Just go with the tide And if you feeling all confused, no you are not on your own Someone once told me babe when the tide gets high, you just get low Hold your breath and take it slow Yes I might get wet, I might get thrown
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The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my
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It won't be too long, girl Find out where you belong Living alone can have you so confused But remember now Just remember two words, hold on Feeling afraid and alone Remember two words, hold on She lives right there off of Rutledge Avenue She has a few
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The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my
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