did she love him more than he could ever love
half of the half of half is not enough
he don't look sad like she does now
he don't look sad like she does now
don't let it happen to me cause
I hope my sister grows up
and thinks that the world is beautiful
like your sisters grew up
like the way that you make me feel
I love when you drum to the rhythms in your head
so we can think of the same thing neither of us said
on beat like McCartney and Starr could be
but you wouldn't want to die like John Lennon did
and I wouldn't want to die like George Harrison
just come back here again
I hope my sister grows up
and thinks that the world is beautiful
I hope that we can grow up
and move back to San Francisco
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