| I’m sleepin' less in L. A
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| Dreamin' of days yet to come
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| Oh, and I don’t care what you say
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| I know that those days will surely come
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| I’m wakin' and I’m callin'
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| I’m shakin' and I’m fallin'
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| Oh, little darlin'
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| I wonder when those sweet dreams will come
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| There’s a hole in the sky
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| Made by my Right Guard last night
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| Oh, and then there’s you and I
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| Assuring that everything’s alright
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| We are nursing, pretending
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| Cursing then defending
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| And yet, it’s never ending
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| Make ya wonder when those sweet dreams will come
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| Lookin' for some love
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| I guess that why people buy dogs
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| Is there someone up above?
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| And I wonder is the Captain keeping logs
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| I am cursing and I’m praying
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| Not knowin' what we’re saying
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| And yet, it’s everydaying
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| And I wonder when those sweet dreams will come
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| I feel like a fire
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| In the morning when the fire is out
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| I am walking on the wire
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| And the wire’s what the whole thing is about
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| The pretender is thinning
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| Surrender is winning
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| And yet, it’s a beginning
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| To feel like those sweet dreams will come
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| The pretender is thinning
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| Surrender is winning
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| And yet, it’s beginning
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| To feel like those sweet dreams will come
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| Oh, little darlin'
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| Don’t cha wonder when those sweet dreams will come
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| (Oh, sweet dreams will come) |