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Our love was something wonderful
Like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly
Your hand felt safe and warm in my hand
But at the same time I was saying goodbye
Now when all the damage has been done
And I learned time will heal
Cleared up the mess inside of me
Sometimes in my head
I brush up the
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All the pictures remind me of grateful days
My wind was turning
Baby I'm the one to blame
Put the best memories in a frame
To look at it someday
More and more trying to come near
You tried to keep my heart in your hands
Strains were in vain
I think I caused you pain
I really can't explain, ooh-ooh
Now when all the damage has been done
And I learned time will heal
Cleared up the mess inside of me
Sometimes in my head
I brush up the
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All the pictures remind me of grateful days
My wind was turning
Baby I'm the one to blame
Put the best memories in a frame
To look at it someday
And oh
I get those flashes in my head
The tears in your eyes by the words I said
And oh
Didn't mean to hurt you bad
It was all my fault, I know
I should've told you before
Oh
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All the pictures remind me of grateful days
My wind was turning
Baby I'm the one to blame
Put the best memories in a frame
To look at it someday
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All these pictures, ooh
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
Am I to blame?
Remind me of grateful days
Like a caterpillar becoming a butterfly
Your hand felt safe and warm in my hand
But at the same time I was saying goodbye
Now when all the damage has been done
And I learned time will heal
Cleared up the mess inside of me
Sometimes in my head
I brush up the
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All the pictures remind me of grateful days
My wind was turning
Baby I'm the one to blame
Put the best memories in a frame
To look at it someday
More and more trying to come near
You tried to keep my heart in your hands
Strains were in vain
I think I caused you pain
I really can't explain, ooh-ooh
Now when all the damage has been done
And I learned time will heal
Cleared up the mess inside of me
Sometimes in my head
I brush up the
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All the pictures remind me of grateful days
My wind was turning
Baby I'm the one to blame
Put the best memories in a frame
To look at it someday
And oh
I get those flashes in my head
The tears in your eyes by the words I said
And oh
Didn't mean to hurt you bad
It was all my fault, I know
I should've told you before
Oh
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All the pictures remind me of grateful days
My wind was turning
Baby I'm the one to blame
Put the best memories in a frame
To look at it someday
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
All these pictures, ooh
Dusty cardboard box
With our stories and cliché's
Am I to blame?
Remind me of grateful days
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Writer(s): Melanie Reindertsen
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