| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Whoa, you’ll wish you had some day
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Before it slips away
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| Have you ever seen the sunshine
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| Peepin' through a window glass
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| Have you ever noticed Jack Frost
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| Etched so lightly on your grass
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| Have you ever tasted apples
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| With the dew still on the skin
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| Have you ever loved somebody
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| You’ll never see again
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Whoa, you’ll wish you had some day
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Before it slips away
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| Take the time to taste the sunshine
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| As it hangs there from the tree
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Touch the warm morn on your knees
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| I’ve been called a driftin' dreamer
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| A boy out of place
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| But I have touched the morning
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| Felt the cool upon my face
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Whoa, wished you had some day
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Before it slips away
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| Take the time to taste the sunshine
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| While it hangs there from the tree
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Touch the morning on your knees
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Whoa, you’ll wish you had some day
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| Take the time to touch the morning
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| Before it slips away |