| They turn the lights down low
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| In shadows hiding from the world
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| Only coming out when it gets cold
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| The seas part when they hit the floor
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| Voices carry on and out the door
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| Everything you touch turns into gold
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| Like the angel you are
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| Your laugh creating a lightness in my chest
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| Your eyes they penetrate me
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| (your answer’s always 'maybe')
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| That’s when I got up and left
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| A beating heart and a microphone
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| A ticking clock in an empty home still tells
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| Of these times so long ago
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| And even though I’ve come so far
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| I know I’ve got so far to go
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| And any day now I’ll explode
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| Like the angel you are
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| Your laugh creating a lightness in my chest
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| Your eyes they penetrate me
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| (your answer’s always 'maybe')
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| That’s when I got up and left
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| And each and every day will lead into tomorrow
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| And tomorrow brings one less day without you
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| But don’t wait up just leave the light on
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| Cause all the roads that I might take
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| Will all one day lead back to you
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| And like the angel you are
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| Your laugh creating a lightness in my chest
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| Your eyes they penetrate me
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| (Never cease to amaze me)
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| That’s when I got up and left
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| That’s when I got up and left |