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A dream of togetherness |
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Turned into a brighter mess |
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A faint sign my spoken best |
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Now, now |
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Make way for the simple hours |
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No finding the time its ours |
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A fate or it's a desire |
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I know |
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So I was the lycky one |
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Reading letters, not writing them |
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Taking pictures of anyone |
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I know |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine let it come |
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To show us that tomorrow is eventual |
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We know it when the day is done |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine let it come |
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To show us that tomorrow is eventual |
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We know it when the day is done |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine let it come |
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To show us that tomorrow is eventual |
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We know it when the day is done |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine |
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So let the sunshine let it come |
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To show us that tomorrow is eventual |
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We know it when the day is done |
