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Here's a sweet september morning, there's the sense of autumn on the rise |
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He steps into the wind and sadly sighs |
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'why does it always seem to be, there's a cold december wind in front of me?' |
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The more he fills his empty evenings |
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The less he feels that there's a chance to find |
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Something that can bring a peace of mind |
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Is there a place where you can go? |
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A little something you should know to turn the tide to your favor? |
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Chorus: |
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Wait a little while to welcome what you're after |
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Give it the time to find its way to you |
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And soon as you no longer try, you'll turn and find it standing by your side |
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Come and get it, when you let it, it'll come to you |
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(instrumental break) |
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Chorus (with 'staring in your eyes') |
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When i run short on inspiration, i best recall what i've known all along |
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'n i remember sweet september's song, there never really has to be |
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A cold and bitter wind in front of me anymore |
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Chorus (with 'staring in your eyes') |
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Just forget it and wait a little while, while, while |
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Wait a little while, everything will come to you in time |
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Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time |
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Wait a little while - every little thing's gonna come to you in time |
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Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time |
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Wait a little while - everything will come to you in time |
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Wait a little while |
