Hey there girl, I always see you dancing late at night.
The street is dark, but I can always see your bedroom light.

Well it seems like you don't have any cares in this world,
maybe I should come stop by your door.

Did I tell you, lately I feel tired all the time.
And I'm afraid that everything I'm into's not your style.

When it seems like nothing works as it should in this world,
maybe I can come stop by,

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If I called you up, what would you say,
would you call the cops and close your shades,
and when it all feels like an awful haze, can you wake me up and help me change,

Or maybe its on me.
Maybe its all on me.

If I saw you waiting on the platform I'd pretend,
you were just another person who I never met.

Well it seems like you don't have any cares in this world,
how I'd love to come stop by your door.

Oh maybe you can't understand my plea,
you've only turned 18 last week, and everyone you hang with, they're so sure they've got so much ahead.

Oh maybe you can't understand my voice, its lost in all the background noise. It's crazy what a difference only a few years can make.