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The ceilings low the walls are thin
The little stars upon your skin
I cannot sleep Im wound too tight
The morning comes and I feel alright

Take me down home on holiday
Lead me to your secret hideaway
Let your hair fall down onto my face

Dont turn away from the flame
Dont hide your face from the rain
Lead me down show me the way
Dont turn away from the flame

I know you told me not to run
Its no big deal Im just having fun
Why dont you come down to the show
I know we cant help who we know

Take me down home on holiday
Lean into your secret hideaway
Let your hair fall down onto my face

Dont turn away from the flame
Dont hide your face from the rain
Lead me down show me the way
Dont turn away from the flame

Who am I to judge
Talk down or bear a grudge
And who am I to lie
Dont say goodbye

Our bodies close and I feel your hand
No secret vow no silent plan
The air is low the walls are thin
I know we cant help where weve been

Take me down home on holiday
Lean into your secret hideaway
Let your hair fall down onto my face

Dont turn away from the flame
Dont hide your face from the rain
Lead me down show me the way
Dont turn away from the flame

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