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Staring at pictures on the walls They tell stories of open fields and waterfalls I'd take you to see them but you've seen them all So I'll stay inside and watch the sunrise start to fall And this summer beach, Is just so hard to reach Cause I'm still waking to the sound of bells In between the time the skyline shines and darkness dwells And you look lost, as far as I can tell You might as well Watchin the telephone stare It's silence reminds us of a time when we didn't care I'd tell you about it but you were there And if memories were money we'd be millionaires Cause I'm still waking to the sound of bells In between the time the skyline shines and darkness dwells And you look lost, as far as I can tell You might as well Theres no place I would rather be This second home is home to me... Cause I'm still waking to the sound of bells In between the time the skyline shines and darkness dwells And you look lost, as far as I can tell You might as well From Letras Mania