Tings will seem much better in the morning light,
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Things will seem much better in the morning light.
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Love will be much easier to own.
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Things will look much better in the pale sunlight.
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We can be together like before.
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You just need time to forget.
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You just need time to expain.
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You just need time to forget yourself again.
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You're lying on the floor and
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Staring at the ceiling.
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Thinking of the place you
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have never seen before.
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Remember when you held
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someone for the first time.
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Remember when the spike was all we had.
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And you want life without death.
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And you want love without pain.
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And you want time to go back and start again.
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Lying on the floor and
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Staring at the ceiling.
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Thinking of the place you
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have never seen before.
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Thinking of your own friends.
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And waiting for the feeling.
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Waiting for the old and turning to return.
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These days you don't know who you are.
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These days you don't know where you are.
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These days we don't know who we are.
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So meet me by the who
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where we used to go.
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You're lying on the floor and
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Staring at the ceiling.
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Thinking of the place you
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have never seen before.
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Waiting for the phonecall.
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And waiting for the feeling.
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Waiting for the old rage
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and turning to return.
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Staring At The Ceiling
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| Keane |
