| You, I saw you in your room
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| A record playing blue and green
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| I, I, see it all the time
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| Lit up on that silver screen
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| And you’re swallowed in the floor
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| With everything you are
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| But G, honey don’t you see?
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| Forgetting all the fun you had
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| Like whoa, all the summer lights
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| All the pretty girls, all the world alive in your mind
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| When you’re hold the hand, when you close your eyes
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| All the things that make you wanna shine
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| Oh, oh, nothing… To show
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| Love is all misunderstood
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| But there’s, nothing I can pass
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| To give it all I knew you would
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| Like whoa, all the summer lights
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| All the pretty girls, all the world alive in your mind
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| When you’re hold the hand, when you close your eyes
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| All the things that make you wanna shine
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| Those shinings may surround me
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| The sun will never pass you by
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| Whoa, all the summer lights
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| All the pretty girls, all the world alive in your mind
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| When you’re hold the hand, when you close your eyes
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| All the things that make you wanna shine
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| Make you wanna shine, whoa, shine
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| Make you wanna shine |