Another hour has passed
No Idea what he's up to in there
Too late, I'll just go to sleep
How many times do I have to do this
Right outside that's all it is
On the other hand
Probably out all night 
On some other hand
Power's out, at least in my room
Hour's passed once more again
O' home
Bring yourself to me
Am waiting.
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