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March mornings |
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You're like the song that makes my heartbeat |
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You wake me up to something bittersweet |
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Life's not the same, since |
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I took your name |
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Oh, I'm loving |
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March mornings |
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You're the letter |
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I'm expecting |
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Like flower gardens waiting for the rain |
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You're a bottle of wine, getting better with time |
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Chorus:And there's nothing that |
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I'd rather do |
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Than to feel your morning light |
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I'm obsessing, over skies of blue |
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Baby it's true, that maybe it's you |
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You got me caught up in all that surrounds us |
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The love's in the game, but the game's not the same |
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When the night has the moon, |
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I'm dreaming about you |
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March mornings |
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You're the like language that my soul speaks |
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You taste like sugar maples from a bee |
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You're the blood in my veins, |
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You're my coat when it rains |
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Oh, I need |
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March mornings |
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You're the chocolate my mouths craving |
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Like ballerinas floating off a stage |
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You're the words in my mind, |
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You're my fate over time(Chorus) |
