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Morning at last |
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Every night is a fight till you're waking |
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Dreams dancing past |
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Through the silence of sleep dawn is breaking |
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I wait, and watch until then |
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And I am not like other birds of prey |
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And I am not like other birds of prey |
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And night is long, |
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You are needing me |
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For when dressed up tall |
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I am there to see |
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That fear holds no sway |
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Soft is my flight |
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And my eyes kill the lies that attack you |
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Life is my right |
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And in sleep's little bed |
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I protect you |
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So hear, lest my presence dismay |
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That I am not like other birds of prey |
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That I am not like other birds of prey |
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When hopes are young |
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And your cares are few |
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Then I soar above |
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Keeping truth in view ... |
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And my name is |
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Love |
