| The morning sun is rising
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| Lighting up the sky
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| Autumn leaves changing color
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| What a lovely way to die
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| Frost upon my window
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| Chill upon my bone
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| Slows you down with age they say
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| So I’ll make this day my own, my own
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| I’m gonna put the top down
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| I’m gonna talk about old times
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| I’m gonna put the top down
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| I’m gonna let myself unwind
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| I’m gonna put the top down
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| I’m gonna watch the day roll by
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| I’m gonna put the top down
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| This time
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| Everyday I’m working
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| To keep my humble home
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| And the one who left my heart broken
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| Sometimes I still feel alone
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| But I’ve got to keep on moving yeah
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| And pay the rent on time
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| Happiness is my decision yeah
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| So I’m making this day mine all mine
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| The evening sky’s behind me now
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| I thought I saw the moon but no
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| The sun it warmed upon my face today
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| But that feels like so long ago
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| Daylight will reveal himself again
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| It’s just that all that comes must go
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| A little joy is what I need my friend
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| 'Cause it’s the best time that I know and I know |