| Here’s a picture of your lonely Fridays
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| Turned to nothing on a Friday night
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| Firecracker with a pile of empties
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| Detonated with a lonely fire
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| I see your face, I hear your voice
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| I touch the phone and wonder
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| Is this explosion gonna set me reeling?
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| Or just another thing to pull me under?
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| If you could give me anything tonight
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| Just a wink, or even just a sigh
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| I’ll be okay, 'cause I’ve been waiting for a sign
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| I’ve been waiting for a sign, to come
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| Are you the one?
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| And I was breathless on a Sunday morning
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| And I was speechless on a Sunday night
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| For a lack of better understanding
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| Felt like an engine that just didn’t need a tire
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| I see your face, I hear your voice
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| I touch the screen and wonder
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| And I been waiting for the sun to tell me It’s just been sitting here, I don’t know why
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| If you could give me anything tonight
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| Just a wink, or even just a sigh
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| I’ll be okay, 'cause I’ve been waiting for a sign
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| I’ve been waiting for a sign
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| I’ve been waiting for a sign |