| I look at the night
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| It takes me in but I know it’s not home
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| And I stay for a minute
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| The time it takes for me to, to know
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| And even though I can’t feel myself
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| Change with every day
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| I could leave myself, I can’t stand the pain
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| And lately I’ve been, I’ve been wandering on my own
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| And slowly, I get try to make some sense of it all
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| So in time I will find, so in time I will find
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| Where you come through
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| A time to the light
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| A different kind of place in control
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| And no one can hear me
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| The street it has a mind of its own
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| And even though I can’t feel myself
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| Change with every day
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| I could leave myself, I can’t stand the pain
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| Oh, oh, oh
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| And lately I’ve been, I’ve been wandering on my own
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| And slowly, I get try to make some sense of it all
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| So in time I will find, so in time I will find
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| Where you come through |