| See me at the window door
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| Sense me in the air
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| Wrap your arms around me
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| Houses for the holy
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| Temples for the true
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| Night is for the shadows over you
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| Oh, but I try, I try not to mind
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| I got time on my hands
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| But maybe I’m blind to the eyes of the girl
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| I try not to mind
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| She’s got time on my hands
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| But maybe she’s blind to the eyes of the world
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| You think you’re so sacred
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| But you left me down down with
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| Set me up to save the sound of my mind
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| Pick me up and say you won’t forget all
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| Die, die, die, die
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| Oh, but I try, I try not to mind
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| I got time on my hands
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| But maybe I’m blind to the eyes of the girl
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| Of the girl
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| Oh, but I try, I try not to mind
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| I got time on my hands
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| But maybe I’m blind to the eyes of the girl
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| Of the girl
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| I try not to mind
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| She’s got time on my hands
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| But maybe she’s blind to the eyes of the world |