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They say that home is where there's |
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Someone waiting, waiting for you. |
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I think I've got none then if these words |
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Should be really true. |
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Where is that candle in the window |
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Leading me on my way. |
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Where are those open doors that open |
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Arms that tell me to stay. |
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I can see your eyes. |
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The empty nights remind me |
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That I should have tried. |
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As you're the one to see... |
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The little big man, The little big man I am |
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The little big man, The little big man I am |
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I need a place to lay me down |
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And feel that I still exist. |
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I want to close my eyes and wish to be kissed |
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And then get kissed. |
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Someone to take my masks of and caress |
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My worn-out face. |
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I wonder if I ask for too much |
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For a single embrace. |
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I can see your eyes. |
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The empty nights remind me |
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That I should have tried. |
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As you're the one to see... |
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The little big man, The little big man I am |
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The little big man, The little big man I am |
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But if there was a chance it slipped away |
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But sure I'm going to call you up today. |
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By now I just can't stand you never knew |
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And still don't know the way I feel for you. |
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Need to see your eyes. |
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No more empty nights. |
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Give me just one try |
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And things will turn out right. |
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Begging, I can't stand |
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Another night without You, |
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not much of a man. |
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Oh, please let me out, I'm |
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The little big man, The little big man I am |
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The little big man, The little big man I am |
