Ingrid Michaelson – How We Love (Ukulele)

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I knew a man who was afraid to love

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to lay his heart on the bathroom rug

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he drank his coffee in the same old mug

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and sat in silence 'til the world fell numb

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until the day when a girl came by

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she had eyes like the rising tide

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he felt a sharpness deep inside

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the kind of ache that can't be satisfied

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we hate the rain when it fills up our shoes

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but how we love when it washes our cars

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we love to love when it fills up the room

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but when it leaves oh we're cursing the stars

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so he turned to the radio

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and he went to a picture show

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tried to find someone else who knows

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all the hurt that a heart can hold

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she smelled like cinnamon and winter clove

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and sparked like firewood inside a stove

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wanted to ask her just to sit and stay

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instead he watched as she walked away

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we hate the rain when it fills up our shoes

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but how we love when it washes our cars

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we love to love when it fills up the room

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but when it leaves oh we're cursing the stars

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we hate the rain when it fills up our shoes

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but how we love when it washes our cars

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we love to love when it fills up the room

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but when it leaves oh we're cursing the stars