| Lying wide awake under strange skies
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| Wanting to call you, but it is late at night
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| And you’re far away, but you are always on my mind
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| I feel like I’m on fire, nothing I can do
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| I’m troubled with doubt, though I know it is not true
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| And it’s times like these when I am dying to speak to you
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| Dying to get through, I’m dying to speak to you
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| Dying to get through, I’m dying to speak to you
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| Staring at the wall, I sink inside
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| I think about it all, I get caught up in my life
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| I can’t think straight, because it’s tearing up my mind
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| I feel like I’m on fire, nothing I can do
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| I’m troubled with doubt, though I know it is not true
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| And it’s times like these when I am dying to speak to you
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| Dying to get through, dying to get through
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| The more that I think how I need you
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| The more that I think, the more it seems true
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| And now it means more that I ever meant it to
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| Ever meant it to
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| Lying wide awake under strange skies
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| Wanting to call you, but it is late at night
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| And you’re far away, but you are always on my mind
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| You are always on my mind
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| You are always on my mind
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| You are always on my mind
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| You are always on my mind
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| You are always on my mind
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| You are always on my mind |