| In my bed I dream at night
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| About a man who couldn’t see
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| He took my hand and held it tight
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| He said what will people think of me
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| Sit tight one or the other will win
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| Cool hand no time for leaving we’re in
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| I think I’m dreaming
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| What will people think of me
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| You’ll be my vaccine yeah
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| And I will be your inbetweener
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| We’ll wake up happy yeah
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| You’ll be my vaccine yeah
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| And I will be your inbetweener
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| We’ll wake up happy yeah
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| Counting sheep past 2 AM
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| Hoping you will comfort me
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| But still the man he sits and waits
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| To say what will people think of me
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| You’ll be my vaccine yeah
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| And I will be your inbetweener
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| We’ll wake up happy yeah
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| You’ll be my vaccine yeah
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| And I will be your inbetweener
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| We’ll wake up happy yeah
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams
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| From all our dreams, all our dreams |