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So if you want me

You better come and find me

This time don’t leave it

Another seven years

I remember when we’d stay up just to stay up

And now we stay in just to go to sleep, to sleep

But in our own space

And in our own way

I know we’re getting older

Every night and each day

So if I want you

I guess I better come and find you

Are you still sleep in the attic

Of your parent’s empty house

Out on the outskirts

Of an otherwise pleasant city

Happy memories, cast shadows on today, today

But in our own space

And in our own way

I know we’re getting older

Every night and each day

So if you want me

You better come and find me

This time don’t leave it

Another seven years

When the morning comes, don’t wake me up, don’t wake me up

When the morning comes, don’t wake me up

But in our own space

And in our own way

I know we’re getting older

Every night and each day

So if you want me

You better come and find me

This time don’t leave it

Another seven years