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I'm sick of second chances
Cigarettes turn to ashes
I'm standing under street signs
To know the places I've been my whole life
I watch the hours pass us
Another one burns to ashes
I'm waiting for your phone call
To come and save me so you can break my fall
I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
My bed light's burning brighter
Boiled like a boxed in fighter
You've got me fighting pillows
My eyes just won't close till you're at my side
The hours slip to morning
I see the sun coming up
I'm turning off the TV
I'm watching faster than you gave up on me
I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't sleep tonight, till you get home
I got your letters that you sent to me
And it feel likes summer
But your far away from me
When I need you here
I will stand outside, wait for you to come find me
I will keep on my light by my bed till you get home
And I won't (I won't) sleep tonight, till you get home
I won't (I won't) sleep tonight, till you get home
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