| There’s a light but no one’s home
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| You can hear the silence drone
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| A little artificial bliss
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| A happiness counterfeit
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| I’ve been chasing away those fears
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| Just happy to let things slip
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| Oh, when my angel appears
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| She’s wasting her time
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| I can’t help it if you don’t feel satisfied
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| You only ever looked at me through broken eyes
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| From the shortest of the nights to the longest sunrise
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| Broken eyes
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| I’ve been dreaming about my past
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| Thinking about a friend
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| And how we grew up too fast
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| Enjoying the years slip past
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| You see you’re present, but never here
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| It’s been a day, but feels like a year
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| Oh, when my angel appears
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| She’s wasting her time
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| I can’t help it if you don’t feel satisfied
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| You only ever looked at me through broken eyes
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| From the shortest of nights to the golden sunrise
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| Broken eyes
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| Oh, wasting time
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| I’ve been dreaming of you for days
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| How I wish you were near
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| Oh, when my angel appears
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| Don’t tell her I’m here
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| I can’t help it if you don’t feel satisfied
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| You only ever shed a tear through broken eyes
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| From the longest of nights to the shortest sunrise
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| You only looked at me through sharpened eyes
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| Oh, broken eyes
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| Paint that smile up on my face again
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| I was the last, was the last to know
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| I was the last, was the last to know
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| I was the last, was the last to know
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| I was the last, was the last to know |