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I like to take my time getting out of bed.
That slow-motion feeling brings me happiness.
I like to take a while when I'm showerin'.
It feels like time slows down, if only for a minute.

When I'm going on a trip across the globe,
And the plane delays because the weather's cold.
I like to think the pilot pulled some strings
To keep me home for all that it means.

And I know what it means to me.
It's a world that I created just for me.
It's the place that always is so welcoming.
It houses all the love in the world that I can keep.

Yeah, I like to take my time getting out of bed.
Just to leave those silly dreams inside my head.
I like the way the water feels against my chest.
Just like going back and cuddling in my blanket.

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