| I’ve got flaws
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| She’s got ceilings
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| When she wakes
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| I’m still dreaming
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| The long days get me thinking
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| They always get me thinking
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| I’ve got doors
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| She’s got windows
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| I see in
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| But only she knows what goes on underneath the ceiling
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| I wonder what she’s thinking
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| I wonder what she’s thinking
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| When she lies in bed
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| Cause when I wake up she’s in my head
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| And I’m thinking in a few years time
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| Will I still be yours
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| Will you still be mine
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| But we can’t build our walls
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| Unless you knock down yours
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| So let me in
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| I read books
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| He writes stories
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| He’s so calm when I’m angry
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| And I’m not sure what he sees in me
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| Won’t tell him what I’m thinking
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| I wonder what he’s thinking
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| When he lies in bed
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| Cause when I wake up he’s in my head
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| And I’m thinking in a few years time
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| Will I still be yours
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| Will you still be mine
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| 'Cause we can’t build our walls
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| Unless you knock down yours
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| So let me in
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| I wanna be inside your heart
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| I wanna be inside your heart (So let me in)
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| I wanna be inside your heart (So let me in)
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| So let me in (I wanna be inside your heart)
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| I wanna be inside your heart (So let me in)
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| I wanna be inside your heart
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| I wanna be inside your heart
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| I’ve got flaws
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| She’s got ceilings
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| When she wakes
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| I’m still dreaming
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| The long days get me thinking
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| They always get me thinking |