| Take me back to the ocean
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| Feel warm sand beneath your feet
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| Emotion, escaping from reality
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| If I could only begin to explain
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| All my flaws, all my fears
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| All my stupid mistakes
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| Could you still see past all the things I hide away
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| And my poor choice of words?
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| But you were smiling anyway
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| Wake me up in the morning
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| Slept till late afternoon
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| My dreams are dark and twisted
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| But tonight I’m dreaming of you
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| Snuck in through your window
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| Broken glass cut my skin
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| Bled close to death with you all night
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| But I still don’t regret a thing
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| I have a habit of pushing my luck
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| If I just play this cool it might pay off for once
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| As we lay intertwined you broke silence with talk asking
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| «Baby, do you think of me?»
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| «Baby, do you think of me?»
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| (Yeah all the time, like every night)
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| Wake me up in the morning
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| Slept till late afternoon
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| My dreams are dark and twisted
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| But tonight I’m dreaming of you
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| Snuck in through your window
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| Broken glass cut my skin
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| Bled close to death with you all night
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| I hope you don’t regret a thing
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| «Baby, do you think of me?»
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| «Baby, do you think of me?»
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| «Baby, do you think of me?»
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| The look in your eye
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| You hung on every line
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| When I poured my heart out
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| But you took it every time |