| So many people are awake in the city
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| I see them walking up and down the road
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| Think eventually they will be sleeping
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| Try to find a quite place to go
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| But theres a limited number of spaces
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| With comfy mattresses and soft pillows
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| Whether your bed is just a spot on the pavement
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| Or an apartment on the eighty fifth floor
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| Your gonna end everyday of your life
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| Lying there in the dark
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| Your gonna end every day lying there
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| Tired of writing pretty invitations
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| To the slumber that never comes
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| Clock ticks talking all night
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| And an empty stomach keeping me up
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| Dancing all evening all my friends stumbling drunks
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| Hanging back thinking your better but I don’t care who you are
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| Your gonna end everyday of your life lying there
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| In the dark in the dark
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| In the dark in the dark
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| Brain still humming the tune
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| Pray for the sleep thats coming
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| And hold on hold on
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| I wonder if I’ll dream about you
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| I wonder I’ll sing and then I’ll dream
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| I woke up early and i stood in the window
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| Felt like the only body in the world
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| Rain coats taxi horns one big yellow blur
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| I’m hanging on the sense of making a little
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| Watch me pour it down the hole if you’ve got somebody
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| Or your crawling to your bed all alone
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| Your gonna end everyday of your life lying there
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| In the dark in the dark
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| In the dark in the dark
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| Brain still humming the tune
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| Pray for the sleep thats coming
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| And hold on hold on
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| Hold on |