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I'm sitting in the window sill |
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That's where I get to know this feeling so well |
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But I can't help thinking |
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Will I find my baby in there |
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Everything looks so quiet from up here |
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Feels like I'm in a |
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black and white movie somewhere |
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And then I'm on the run, |
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and the city lights fade to black |
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and I don't know where I'm at |
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Guess I'm in a black and white move |
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And I guess that I'll be walking out that door |
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Catch an elevator and drop down a few floors |
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And I don't mind sinking in to your eyes |
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Please tell me. Where are your eyes |
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Everything looks so quiet from up here |
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Feels like I'm in a |
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black and white movie somewhere |
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And then I'm on the run, |
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and the city lights fade to black |
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and I don't know where I'm at |
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That's when I'm feeling kind of lonely |
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You mean so much to me |
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But we don't find each other here now do we |
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In this black and white movie |
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I'm running down the streets, |
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I see myself in slow motion |
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Ask a man in a French coat about directions |
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On the edge of the city |
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I realize it's all just fiction |
