| I can’t sleep and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| I can’t read a clock
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| I can’t sleep and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| I dance with the curtains
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| They don’t sway with me like you do
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| They don’t open up all sunny like you do
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| They don’t show me a new day the way you do
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| I can pull them, but I can’t pull closer to you (you, you)
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| I’m tangled in sheets and drapes
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| How you’d wrap yourself 'round me
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| How they billow when I’m dancing
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| Though they have no heart, they feel alive
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| It’s come to a close, our time window
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| Seen it frame better days
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| As the glass between us turns opaque
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| Our chance has passed, you’re reawakened
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| And I can’t sleep, and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| I can’t read a clock
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| I can’t sleep, and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| I dance with the curtains
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| I’m starting to see your face in different actors on TV
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| Under certain lights, from different angles
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| And in other dudes on different apps
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| I’ve started to see your shape form in clouds (and in)
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| And in strangers on the street (strangers on the street)
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| It’s a certain kind of love for you I keep
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| I keep you close, I turn you into sheets, but I can’t sleep
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| I can’t sleep (ooh) and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| I can’t read a clock (Ooh I, I can’t)
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| I can’t sleep and I can’t wake up when you’re not
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| (When you’re not, when you’re not with me)
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| I dance with the curtains
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| Body clocks, touching hands
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| Every few or so days
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| The moment’s lost, and time just drags
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| Without you, I lose my pace, lose my pace
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| I can’t sleep and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| I can’t read a clock
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| Oh, I can’t sleep and I can’t wake up when you’re not with me
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| (When you’re not, when you’re not with me)
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| I dance with the curtains |