| I’ll be home before you know it
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| Sleeping on your bedroom floor
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| And I can’t think of anywhere in the world I’d rather be
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| I stole some pictures from your scrapbooks to take with me
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| So I feel like I’m safe at home
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| It’s like I’m in your room when I can’t sleep
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| But this time it’s the passing lights that are from the road
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| I’ll write you a letter once a week
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| To let you know where we are and what I’ve been thinking
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| Please don’t forget to write me cause I can’t stand this separation
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| I’ll be home before you know it
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| Sleeping on your bedroom floor
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| And I can’t think of anywhere in the world I’d rather be
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| I’ll be home before you know it
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| Sleeping on your bedroom floor
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| And I can’t think of anywhere in the world I’d rather be
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| Than right here with you
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| Count down these nights with me
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| I can see you’re sick of waiting
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| It seems like it’ll be forever until I’m back on your bedroom floor
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| I took some pictures of all the pretty fields we saw
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| And all the city skylines for you to see
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| I’ve got some pictures of the world to hang on your bedroom walls
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| So you can feel like I’m at home when you’re alone
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| I’ll be home before you know it
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| Sleeping on your bedroom floor
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| And I can’t think of anywhere in the world I’d rather be
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| I’ll be home before you know it
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| Sleeping on your bedroom floor
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| And I can’t think of anywhere in the world I’d rather be
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| Than right here with you
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| Than right here with you
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| Than right here with you |