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Home is the backseat of your Honda-HRV Heaven is wasted when you're so busy waiting for it Anything can happen And it feels like everything has It's still everlasting When it's slipping through the cracks in our hands I pretend to sleep like a child clinging to a dream Bury me in sand cover me in all your fresh laundry Anything can happen And it feels like everything has It's still everlasting When it's slipping through the cracks in our hands Like ships in the night Waiting for sunlight to break through the sound Words that you found I'm singing like it's the last time goodbye Ships in the night Waiting for sunlight to break through the sound Words that you found I'm singing like it's the last time goodbye Anything can happen And it feels like everything has It's still everlasting When it's slipping through the cracks in our hands Aus Songtexte Mania