| One day, I’ll be living in the sky
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| With an angel waiting at my side
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| One day, I’ll be living in the sky
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| With you
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| I’m red-kneed, waiting for a bus
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| Deadbeat, underneath the truck
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| But one day, I’ll be living in the sky with you
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| Things that we forget to mention
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| Screaming loud to get attention
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| Above clouds and air pollution
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| Real as oceans, there’s resolution
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| It started losing its appeal
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| And I just don’t like sitting still
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| The beetles that he tried to kill
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| All grew up on my windowsill
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| Man, this whole world’s a hotel room
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| I just hope you’ll be home real soon
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| It’s getting dark and getting cold
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| I’m getting tired, you’re getting old
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| It started losing its appeal
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| And I just don’t like sitting still
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| The beetles that he tried to kill
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| All grew up on my windowsill
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| Man, this whole world’s a hotel room
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| I just hope you’ll be home real soon
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| It’s getting dark and getting cold
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| I’m getting tired, you’re getting old
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| It started losing its appeal
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| And I just don’t like sitting still
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| The beetles that he tried to kill
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| All grew up on my windowsill
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| Man, this whole world’s a hotel room
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| I just hope you’ll be home real soon
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| It’s getting dark and getting cold
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| I’m getting tired, you’re getting old, yeah
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| One day, when the when the party’s over
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| All your friends will be real sober
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| You’ll make time for me
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| You’ll make time
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| You’ll make time for me
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| You’ll make time
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| One day, when the when the party’s over
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| All your friends will be real sober
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| You’ll make time for me
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| You’ll make time
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| You’ll make time for me
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| You’ll make time |