Along she came, with her picture,
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Put it in a frame, so I won't miss her,
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Got on a plane, from London; Heathrow,
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It seems such a shame, yea..
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I feel her. Slipping through my fingers,
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Now she's gone, I'm sleeping with the light on,
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And sharks swim through my veins now, that she's gone,
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I'm sleeping with the light on.
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Heard she's engaged, but to her best friend,
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No ones to blame, here's where it all ends,
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And I feel the pain, 'cause I'm without her,
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I feel the pain.
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[Chorus]
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I see the sight, with a different light,
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Words cannot describe the way I'm feeling,
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'Cause I've been searching in my head,
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For the words I thought she'd said,
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For too long.
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[Chorus x3]
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Sleeping With The Light On
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| Busted |
