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Hold on a minute it ain't time to leave |
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Tell me how you're feeling one more time |
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Four long years and |
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I just can't believe |
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That I'm still yours and you're still mine |
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While I was gone, yes, |
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I fell in love |
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Asked around and heard that you did too |
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Two drunken years and push came to shove |
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I met love, love left me blue |
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You're rising like a sun |
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That pulled the curtain on the night |
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Coming through the window |
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To brighten up my life |
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And I'm all right, yeah, |
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I think I'm fine |
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My savior lives in telephones |
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And I just dream of you and step outside |
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Dial up and hope that you're home |
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You're rising like a sun |
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That waits up all night |
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Coming through the window |
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To brighten up my life |
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Hold on a minute, yeah, |
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I do love you |
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Sometimes |
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I guess that ain't enough |
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When you come round you put me through |
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And I thank you, oh, so much |
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Another year, maybe, three or four |
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Maybe five or six or even more |
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You'll find another man to take my place |
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And I'll see you on the good |
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Lord's shores |
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You're rising like a sun |
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That pulled the curtain on the night |
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Coming through the window |
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To brighten up my life |