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It's on these late Spring nights when I miss you the mostAnd while it's the small things that fill the cracks in my heartI don't fall in love easyI don't know why I still feel this wayIt just won't go awayI'm getting used to you as ghostbut I just can't let you go(and I don't want to)You knew me better than anybody elseDancing in the living room to some stupid songOh I won't forgetWe picked blackberries in the Spring timeAnd you knew every lineI'm getting used to you as a ghostbut I'll never let you goAnd I know it's hard on us bothbut if we keep trying, we can make what's left count.We're from the same blood.I'm getting byI promised you that I wouldn't crybut that's been the hardest one to keep.that's been the hardest thing to keep. From Letras Mania