| Sea of faces
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| Rolling on the big wave
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| Wish that I could dive right in
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| Shiny faces
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| Glowing in the light rays
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| Smiling at me, sink or swim
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| I put my words upon their lips
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| I put my body at their finger tips
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| And
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| It feels like somebody loves you
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| Somebody understands
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| It gets like you gotta be there
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| You gotta see those hands
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| It’s my party
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| I don’t have to impress
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| I don’t have to try too hard
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| Yeah it’s my party
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| I don’t have to care less
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| I can always play my part
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| They know my face and they know my name
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| They know my shamelessness
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| But not my shame
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| And
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| It feels like somebody loves you
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| Somebody understands
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| It gets like you gotta be there
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| You gotta see those hands
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| Reaching out, reaching up for somebody
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| And I’m the only one they see
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| Lucky break just as well they don’t realise
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| That I need them much more
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| Than they need me
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| Hello home boy
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| Welcome to the real world
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| Say what planet have I been on
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| Time to wake up
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| Time to smell the roses
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| Who’s gonna love me when they’ve gone
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| What will I do without my wishing well
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| What will I say if I can’t talk about myself
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| I may be crazy, you can call me mad
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| I call it simple you call it sad
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| But
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| It feels like somebody loves you
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| Somebody understands
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| It gets like you gotta be there
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| You gotta see those hands |