| Day turns to night
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| And night to day
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| (Day)
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| Without a passing mention
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| (Oh no no no)
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| There’s nothing I can do or say
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| (Say)
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| To help to ease the tension
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| (Tension)
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| You might think that I’d be living in regret
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| But I feel guilty insane
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| But I’m just waiting for what hasn’t happened yet
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| I feel no pleasure
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| I feel no pain
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| (Pain)
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| If there ever comes a day that you’ll want me back
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| I’ll be waiting, ready for you
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| (Ready for you!)
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| If there ever comes a day that you’ll want me back again
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| (Want me back again!?)
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| I’ll be waiting, ready for you
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| (Ready for you!)
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| Don’t know where I’m coming from
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| Don’t know where I’ve gone
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| The choice I made
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| Is all that we am
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| Even if it’s wrong
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| I can’t forget
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| The hateful words I’ve said
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| All the awful things I’ve seen
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| I’m not in Heaven
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| And I’m not in Hell
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| (I'm not in Hell!)
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| I’m just somewhere in between
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| If there ever comes a day that you’ll want me back
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| I’ll be waiting, ready for you
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| (Ready for you!)
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| If there ever comes a day that you’ll want me back again
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| I’ll be waiting, ready for you
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| (Right here for you!) |