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Where I am's nowhere it seems when thoughts of you get a hold of meI squint my eyes and try to see just where's the line between a coma and a dreamOh, sleepyhead, get out of bedThe sun is up and it's getting late, so shake those lazy bones awakeThe rhythm of your heart beeps loud until it stops and robs the room of soundThe doctors filter in and out and try to act like they know what they're talking aboutOh, sleepyhead, get out of bedThe sun is up and it's getting late, so shake those lazy bones awakeThe sun is up and it's getting lateYeah, the sun is up and it's getting lateYeah, the sun is up, it's getting lateWhere I am's nowhere it seems when thoughts of you get a hold of me Aus Songtexte Mania