| The stars lean down to kiss you
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| And I lie awake and miss you
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| Pour me a heavy dose of atmosphere
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| 'Cause I’ll doze off safe and soundly
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| But I’ll miss your arms around me
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| I’d send a postcard to you, dear
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| 'Cause I wish you were here
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| I’ll watch the night turn light blue
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| But it’s not the same without you
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| Because it takes two to whisper quietly
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| The silence isn’t so bad
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| 'Til I look at my hands and feel sad
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| 'Cause the spaces between my fingers
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| Are right where yours fit perfectly
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| I’ll find repose in new ways
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| Though I haven’t slept in two days
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| 'Cause cold nostalgia chills me to the bone
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| But drenched in vanilla twilight
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| I’ll sit on the front porch all night
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| Waist-deep in thought because when I think of you
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| I don’t feel so alone
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| I don’t feel so alone
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| I don’t feel so alone
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| As many times as I blink, I’ll think of you
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| Tonight (Tonight, tonight, tonight)
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| I’ll think of you tonight
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| When violet eyes get brighter
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| And heavy wings grow lighter
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| I’ll taste the sky and feel alive again
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| And I’ll forget the world that I knew
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| But I swear I won’t forget you
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| Oh, if my voice could reach back through the past
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| I’d whisper in your ear
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| «Oh darling, I wish you were here» |