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Well, I shook the hand of a weeping sparrow |
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And heard the most beautiful tune |
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Laid myself down upon a field of flowers |
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And searched through my dreams to find you |
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And lost all of yesterday's blues |
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And I walked in circles confused and scattered |
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And stumbled around as a fool |
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Lost in the maze of veins in my heart |
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'Til I woke up unconscious with you |
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And let go of yesterday's blues |
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'Cause you have a way that lets me breathe |
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And you have a way that sets me free |
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And you have a heart that can see right through |
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The bitterness of my yesterday's blues |
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Down in a city of shelters and shambles |
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I thought I had nothing to lose |
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I took for granted the wise words of strangers |
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And gambled until I was through |
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And lost all of yesterday's blues |
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'Cause you have a way that sets me free |
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And you have a way that lets me breathe |
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And you have a heart that can see right through |
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The bitterness of my yesterday's blues |
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Well, I shook the hand of the deepest sorrow |
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And waved a goodbye just to lose |
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Laid myself down below the endless towers |
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And searched through my dreams to find you |
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And lost all of yesterday's blues |
