Night time
I take the D home on the D line
Watch the city and its skyline fade away
I need you
I count the stops until I'll see you
Count the steps within my stairwell
And wait outside
Lately I've come to thinking maybe
Nothing's quite as special when you're not here
And lately I've come to thinking maybe
Something supernatural is in the air
Sometimes I take the F home on the F line
Watch a passing train speed by and slide away
I hear you
Even when I'm nowhere near you
I see the boys across the platform
They look away
Lately I've come to thinking maybe
Nothing's quite as special when you're not here
And lately I've come to thinking maybe
Something supernatural is in the air
And that's alright
Yeah that's alright
Something supernatural
Midnight
When I make it to my room it's quarter past midnight
I see you sleeping in the bright line of light from outside
Lately I've come to thinking maybe
Nothing's quite as special when you're not here
And lately I've come to thinking maybe
Something supernatural is in the air

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