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I see how the ocean tide rose, |
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From a young boy, I have been waiting, |
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Just to see my ordinary day, |
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It's far away from me. |
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It seems like a mystery me, |
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So many times I had to fall out, |
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Just to see my orginary ways. |
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It's far away from me, |
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And when you're not around, |
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I like to say the things, |
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That I could never say to your face, |
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Til you can fly awake, inside your dream awaits, |
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To see you there. |
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I feel the gasoline burns, |
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From the inside, so hard to swallow, |
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Just to see my ordinary day, |
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It's far away from me. |
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And when you're not around, |
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I like to say the things, |
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That I could never say to your face, |
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Til you can fly awake, inside your dream awaits, |
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To see you there, when you're beside me, |
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And still you're beside me, and still your beside me, |
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And still your beside me. |
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Yesturday's far away, and I won't be running back, |
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Because I won't leave you, |
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You stayed too long, |
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I see how the ocean tide rose, |
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From a young boy, I have been waiting. |
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I, and still you're beside me, |
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I, and still you're beside me, and still you're beside me, |
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And still you're beside me, and still you're beside me, |
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And still you're beside me. |
