| Woke up in the night from a bad dream
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| Calling out your name but I couldn’t reach you
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| Maybe I was wired off the caffeine
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| Then the morning came and I couldn’t wait to see you
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| Two flat whites in a keep cup
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| Grab em' from the cafe then I’m on my way to meet up
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| And if it’s cold out then I know we’ll turn the heat up
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| Open up a magazine kick back and put our feet up, hey
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| And I dunno how else to say this
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| But I ain’t never felt this way
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| And I don’t wanna lose you
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| But if I ever do you can bet that there’ll be hell to pay
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| I, I won’t give you up
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| There’s things I just don’t know how else to say
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| These things that I’m most worried about
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| Is that heaven might come down and steal you away
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| Away
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| Steal you away
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| Now ain’t it funny how the ones that you drag all the way through your hell
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| Are the same who can teach you how to touch heaven as well
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| And how these long days got me in a hurry
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| And I still lie awake at night worrying
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| About my biggest fear that you’ll disappear
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| I wanna be near you, my dear, you’re my souvenir
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| One that I revere, so come here you
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| If the water’s rough then I will steer you
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| Somewhere we can leave all of our troubles in the rearview
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| It’s pretty clear heaven’s where you’re heading
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| But I don’t reckon I’d get let in
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| So let’s make it here and now, if only for a second
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| We know there’s no time like the present
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| And I don’t wanna wait — if not today, then some other day
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| We know heaven’s gonna place an order for take away
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| So let’s make a date, don’t know when but we know what awaits
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| And when it comes, bet that I’ll be banging on the gates, singing
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| I, I won’t give you up
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| (Won't give you up so don’t you give up on me)
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| There’s things I just don’t know how else to say
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| (Because sometimes the words won’t come to me)
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| These things that I’m most worried about
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| (So hear me out, I don’t wanna be without you)
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| Is that heaven might come down and steal you away
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| (You can bet that I’ll be banging on the gates, singing)
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| Is heaven might come down and steal you away
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| (Said I’ll be banging on the gates, singing)
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| Is heaven might come down and steal you away
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| (Said I’ll be banging on the gates, singing)
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| Heaven might come down and steal you away |