| Dancing in your bedroom
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| To new cassette singles
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| Where the light from the window
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| Falls on us in equal parts
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| It’s a gray stone path, connects our past
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| And the wind howled, only brushed our backs
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| Two parts, two parts, one past, two halves
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| Small plastic heart (one hour)
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| Small plastic heart (all I’d ever want, one hour)
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| Small plastic heart (one hour)
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| Small plastic heart (all I’d ever want, one hour)
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| Whispers in the bedroom
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| Stories on a passing thread
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| Light at the window
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| Falls on us in equal parts
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| It’s a gray stone path, connects our past
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| And the wind howled, only brushed our backs
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| Two parts, two parts, one past, two halves
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| Small plastic heart (one hour)
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| Small plastic heart (all I’d ever want, one hour)
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| Small plastic heart (one hour)
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| Small plastic heart (all I’d ever want)
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| And I could any, anything, in your vision
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| And we share the world with a glow and a rhythm
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| So why don’t we leave the light on?
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| So why don’t we leave the light on?
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| So why don’t we leave the light on?
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| So why don’t we leave the light on? |