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So much love |
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the kids are laughing in their sleep |
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swimming through their dreams into the morning |
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so peaceful all the stories that we're told |
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lead them through the night back from the shadows |
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so much joy every little girl and boy |
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even better when they wake up tomorrow |
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so much love |
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in their little mistletee(?) |
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gonna miss you till we meet again in the morning |
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so much peace in their pitter-patter feet |
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any open eyes can see that minds are reaching |
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so much joy |
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I'm afraid to be swept away |
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upstream there's a spring that brings in the new day |
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these are the gifts we keep |
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and this is the morning that we breathe |
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and then we see |
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these moments are the only gifts we need |
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and your crazy curly morning hair |
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your maka pia pia stare |
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smiling down from the top of the stairs |
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you're so sweet |
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and your robot pictures spread around |
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I swear your feet don't touch the ground |
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once it starts it don't slow down |
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but I don't want it to |
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and these are the gifts we keep |
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and this is the morning that we breathe |
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and then we see |
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these moments are the only gifts we need |
