Boy In Space (+) Picking Flowers
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Lights out, it's cold outside
You're not here, oh
When I think of your face, it's crystal clear
Mm-mm-mm-mmm
And I say I'm fine but I'm lying at the time
And I say I'm cool but how could I be?
And I say I'm over it, not over it at all
Stuck in-between it all
Picking flowers don't really mean much
If you're not by my side when I wake up
I leave the TV on, makes me fell less alone
You're asleep but I'm awake at midnight
Counting sheep until I'm out of my mind
Looking at pictures from,
you and your camera phone
Pretending I'm alright
Thousands of train tracks
But I can't leave no, ooh-ooh, oh-oh-oh
And I'd swim but the ocean is far too deep
So you're out of reach
And I say I'm fine but I'm lying at the time
And I say I'm cool but how could I be?
And I say I'm over it, not over it at all
Stuck in-between it all
Picking flowers don't really mean much
If you're not by my side when I wake up
I leave the TV on, makes me fell less alone
You're asleep but I'm awake at midnight
Counting sheep until I'm out of my mind
Looking at pictures from,
you and your camera phone
Pretending I'm alright
Oh yeah
Pretending I'll be fine
Hey hey
Pretending I'm alright
But I'm not really 'right, 'right, 'right
Mm-m-m-m-m-m
Mm-m-m-m-m-m