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Watching the moon moving to the ocean floor |
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Standing on the neighbor's lawn |
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It's four am on Friday |
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All night long I'm dreaming of your loving arms |
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I'm staring at the fading stars |
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And waiting for your call |
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But every time I think about you |
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I get fucked up |
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I feel like all the stars are falling |
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Inside my heart |
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Inside my heart |
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Gone are the days |
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Staring through the window pane |
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To eyes that won't wash away |
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The rain |
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But now we're alone |
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Two lights along a distant shore |
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A loving life that leads us home away from wasted days |
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But every time I think about you |
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I get fucked up |
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I feel like all the stars are falling |
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Inside my heart |
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Inside my heart |
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No more waiting for the days |
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The place that we can run away |
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And we can have a drink |
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But now we're moving on |
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And every time I think about you |
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I get fucked up |
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I feel like all the stars are falling |
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Inside my heart |
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Inside my heart |
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Inside my heart |
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Inside my heart |
