| I’m up on the twenty third floor
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| As lovers go by on the streets below
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| My heart feels as cold as the snow
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| That’s falling down outside my window
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| I’m longing to see your smile again,
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| 'cause I need it
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| A picture of you in my arms again,
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| I can see it
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| So I close my eyes
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| And I dream of the face that I know
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| And I’ll sleep tonight
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| Knowing that I’m coming home
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| As Christmas lights up Central Park
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| I’ve never seen this town so pretty
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| But I walk alone in the dark
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| And think of the one thing that’s missing
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| And I long to be by your side again
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| Do you feel it?
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| I picture you here in my arms again
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| Can you see it?
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| So I close my eyes
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| And dream of the face that I know
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| And I’ll sleep tonight
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| Knowing that I’m coming home
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| Feel like I’ve waited, waited so long
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| Now I’m going back to the place I belong
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| So I close my eyes
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| And dream of the face that I know
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| And I’ll sleep tonight
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| Knowing that I’m coming home
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| It’s just one more night
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| Just 24 hours to go,
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| So I’ll sleep tonight
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| 'cause tomorrow I’m coming home |