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Watching you watching me,

A fine way to fall asleep.

The neighbors fight,

As we both rest our eyes.

Hands in the fallen snow;

Numb to the winter cold,

But we don't mind,

'Cause we'll get warm inside.

You're the reason I come home.

You're the reason I come home, my love.

You're the reason that when everything I know falls apart...

Well, you're the reason I come home.

Paper doll silhouettes,

Fingertips on window glass;

The street's asleep,

So I breathe you in deep.

The tragedies of chemistry,

People dream of what you and me 

Have found...

Effortlessly.

You're the reason I come home.