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Oh keen Mr. Dark took a seat in the park, |
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That's where he liked to watch the sun come up. |
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But darling Mrs. Day was sleeping in today, |
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Deciding that she'd leave the darkness be. |
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So I just slept in too, I had nothing else to do. |
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Glass figurines danced circles in my dreams. |
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Because what I once pursued leaves me cold and overdue. |
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On Sunday morning, I'm always missing you. |
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And it's always worse on the days |
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where nothing happens anyway, |
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Just a day in the life of a full time fool. |
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Damned if I don't, but damned if I do, |
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On Sunday morning, I'm always missing you. |
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If I could dream it all away, |
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there would be nothing left to say. |
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I'd have it all; I'd be sixty-three feet tall. |
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Because what I once pursued, |
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leaves me cold and overdue, |
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On Sunday morning, I'm always missing you. |
