| Through the glass in my bedroom window
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| In the bushes far below
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| I thought I saw an unfamiliar shadow
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| Among the ones I so clearly know
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| I was sleeping with the night light unplugged
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| When a note on the rocking chair
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| That says, «I've been dreaming of the life I once loved,
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| So wake me if you’re out there.»
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| Living close to the ground
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| Is seventh Heaven cuz there are angels all around
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| Among my frivolous thoughts
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| I believe there are beautiful things seen by the astronauts
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| Wake me if you’re out there
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| Wake me if you’re out there
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| In the dust on my cellar staircase
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| A pair of footprints followed me I saw a flicker in the fake fireplace
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| Blinked again but there was nothing to see
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| I’ve been leaving all the windows unlocked
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| With a basket by the oak tree
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| Cuz I’ll be pickin’up the acorns that fall off
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| If you’ll be climbing up to meet me Living close to the ground
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| Is seventh Heaven cuz there are angels all around
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| Among my frivolous thoughts
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| I believe there are beautiful things seen by the astronauts
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| Wake me if you’re out there
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| I keep my knees black and blue
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| Because they often hit the hard wood floor
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| (Wake me if you’re out there)
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| And I believe so
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| I’m not praying to the ceiling anymore
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| I was sleeping with the night light unplugged
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| When a note on the rocking chair
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| That says, «I've been dreaming of the life I once loved,
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| So wake me if you’re out there.»
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| Living close to the ground
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| Is seventh Heaven cuz there are angels all around
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| Among my frivolous thoughts
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| I believe there are beautiful things seen by the astronauts
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| The indications revealed
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| (Wake me if you’re out there)
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| That few of us realize life is quite surreal
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| So if you’re dying to see
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| I guarantee there are angels around your vicinity
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| So if you’re dying to see
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| I guarantee there are angels around your vicinity |