| It’s 3am again, thanks for your patience
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| Last night, to watch the harbor ripple in your eyes
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| And we watched sailboats spoil our view
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| As if we had a choice
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| Knew all along that there was something more inside
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| Than distance had it been a test
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| Of my security missed something there
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| But I’d be blind to see you missing me
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| So footsteps trace our way
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| Back to nighttime skies
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| And clouds diffuse reveal your eyes
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| Your secrets aren’t mysteries
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| And I wouldn’t feel so alien
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| If you weren’t so me
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| I’m just a boy, I’m lost and confused
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| And distraught from misuse
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| And I’ve given up my head for you
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| Because nothing’s logical
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| So tell me I can’t be the things you need
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| When it’s you I’ve needed all along
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| And I’m waiting
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| Because it’s all on this moment
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| When you’ll slip between my arms again
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| So even if you aren’t that way
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| Thanks for your patience
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| Sleep still, I’ll watch you sleep |