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A day turns to night
Then the night turns to day
In the blink of an eye it’s the next year
Snowflake on my eyelash
It’s cold and I know why
I question everything
I am transfixed on the star sky above
And unlike mars, it’s the reason why I'm here
Which I am there when it doesn’t appear
Call me strange, call me straight
Call me anything you like
I’m the door and I can turn
Like the seconds on the clock
It’s the light, it is the rain
It’s the reason I’m missing
It’s the riddle in my call
Im not what you think at all
Not at all
Tip toe with diplomatic words
Am I not exposed
For my wild child supressed
Tic toc my days go
Tic toc with every passing cloud
I'd even shape an apple tree
Maybe
Call me strange, call me straight
Call me anything you like
I’m the door and I can turn
Like the seconds on the clock
It’s the light, it is the rain
It’s the reason I’m missing
It’s the riddle in my call
Im not what you think at all
Storybooks and dark angels sing
These blurry shapes in my magic lan
Call me strange, call me straight
Call me strange, call me straight
Call me anything you like
I’m the door and I can turn
Like the seconds on the clock
It’s the light, it is the rain
It’s the reason I’m missing
It’s the riddle in my call
Im not what you think at all
Call me strange, call me straight
Call me anything you like
I’m the door and I can turn
Like the seconds on the clock
It’s the light, it is the rain
It’s the reason I’m missing
It’s the riddle in my call
Im not what you think at all
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James Bay:
Delta Goodrem:
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