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What a sight for my eyes |
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To see you in sleep. |
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Could it stop the sun rise |
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Hearing you weep? |
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You're not seen, you're not heard |
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But i stand by my word. |
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Came a thousand miles |
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Just to catch you while you're smiling. |
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What a day for laughter |
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And walking at night. |
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Me following after, your hand holding tight. |
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And the memory stays clear with the song that you hear. |
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If i can but make |
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The words awake the feeling. |
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What a reason for waiting |
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And dreaming of dreams. |
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So here's hoping you've faith in impossible schemes, |
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That are born in the sigh of the wind blowing by |
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While the dimming light brings the end to a night of loving. |
