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Text: Travis. The Ballad Of J Smith.

He watched the shadows
On the walls of his room
And the silence will speak too soon
And he held her tightly
So tight he could tell
He knew the feeling so well

He said "Pretty baby will you marry me?"
She said "You'd look shit upon my family tree"
And that's when he realised he'd have to start again
And just when you think you've got it figured out
They light seven candles and you're blowing them out
You know that you're going to have to light them all again

You see her turning night into day
And the broken television display
And I know you're hurting

But tonight I can pray
Cos you've got to think for yourself

Lie down everyone
Close your eyes and look for the sun
Even they don't know where it's gone
Reminiscing of days when you knew that you belong

He said "Pretty baby will you marry me?"
She said "You'd look shit upon my family tree"
And that's when he realised he'd have to start again
And just when you think you've got it figured out
They light seven candles and you're blowing them out
You know that you're going to have to light them all again