| I judge a day by how far the shades can come down
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| How much more of the light she wants to see
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| When the morning shows its head
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| I’d understand if I was high
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| But maybe I’ve been low these days
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| So we talked in the dark until there’s nothing on her mind
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| We say «It's so strange»
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| These days are so strange
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| (So strange…)
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| You’re awake to the window
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| Draw your heart on frozen glass
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| Here I am in our bed
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| Looking after recent past
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| And I don’t know if it works
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| All I hear is a whisper talking at work
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| Surrender to me here and now
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| I want to spend
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| These days… so strange
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| These days…
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| We shout for seasons follow the lines
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| Don’t ask for the reasons we just waste the time
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that
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| Where the beat and the rhythm of somebody’s drum
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| Is making you ask them permission to run
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that
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| It’s okay — I’m alright
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| Just wanna be in my life
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| Would you come to bring back those
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| I’m laying down my heart
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| So we beat to our own drummer in the sun
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| We ask for nobody’s permission to run
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| I just wanna live in a world like that
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| And I’m gonna live in a world like that
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| When you beat to your own drummer in the sun
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| You break from the darkness
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| Tell everyone
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that (no, no…)
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| I don’t wanna live in a world like that |