Framed ghost left perfume on pillow
Room without a halo
Losing my sleep
Almost on and off in echoes
Time is passing so slow
Dragging me deep
I can't make anything
Out of might have beens
Will tomorrow bring all into light?
When you are near me,
When you are here I see
All that I am made of
And all that I have
When you are near
Way late television headache
Bursting into daybreak
Losing my sleep
I don't fear anything
In this place we're in
Will tomorrow bring all into light?
When you are near me,
When you are here I see
All that I am made of
And all that I have
When you are near me,
When you are here I see
All that I am
Baby, you're all that I have
You're all that I am
I can't see anything
In the dark but then
Your reflection brings all into light...
When you are near me,
When you are here I see
All that I am made of
And all that I have
When you are near me,
When you are here I see
All that I am
Baby, you're all that I have
You're all that I am |
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