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Too many people, too much trouble, too many problems in the morn. |
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Another sunrise in the rubble, another ship sunk by the storm. |
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Some little angel tries to tell me that it's over, |
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It's just a bad reflection from above. |
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The load upon my shoulder makes me stronger, even bolder, |
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Oh no no, I haven't had enough. |
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Heaven can wait 'til another day, |
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Cause there ain't no reason to leave. |
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The world is a stage where we all can play. |
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Another fine reason to live, and heaven can wait, heaven can wait. |
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Each day a new reason to give up, each day another reason to sigh. |
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A hundred thousand ways to live up, a hundred thousand ways to try. |
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Hey, little angel, don't you tell me that it's over, |
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You're just a bad reflection from above. |
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The load upon my shoulder gives me reasons to get older |
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Tell the boss I haven't had enough. |
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Heaven can wait 'til another day, |
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Cause there ain't no reason to leave. |
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The world is a stage where we all can play, |
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Another fine reason to live, and heaven can wait, let it wait. |
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Heaven can wait, let it wait, let it wait, let it wait. |
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Our eyes are closed but they should be open wide, |
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Let's listen to the voice that's calling from inside, |
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Let's stay alive and move on, on our way. |
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And heaven can wait, heaven can wait. |
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Heaven - can wait |
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'Til another day. |
