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In a Smokey room
There’s a man that sits and cries
For the one he loves
And he wells in nostalgia

Who are you now?
And where have you come from?
He’s been here for days
Hands shaking from the cold

You need to get away
From the spies in your mind
See what there is too find

Yeah I need to see the sun
I need a holiday
Would you like to come?

From the cigarette
That leaves a bad taste in his mouth
To the watching doors
Who is he waiting for?

Someone he knows?
Or someone from the past?
Someone to last?

Yeah I need to see the sun
I need a holiday
Would you like to come?
Yeah I need to see the sun
I need a holiday
Would you like to come?
Would you like to come?

And when you’re so
And when you’re so

Yeah I need to see the sun
I need a holiday
Would you like to come?
Yeah I need to see the sun
I need a holiday
Would you like to come?
Would you like to come?
Would you like to come?
Would you like to come?

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