| I have seen the morning burning golden on the mountains in the skies.
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| Achin' with the feelin' of the freedom of an eagle when she flies.
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| Turnin' on the world the way she smiled upon my soul as I lay dying.
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| Healin' as the colours in the sunshine and the shadows of her eyes.
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| Wakin' in the mornin' to the feelin' of her fingers on my skin.
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| Wipin' out the traces of the people and the places that I’ve been.
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| Teachin' me that yesterday was something that I never thought of trying.
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| Talkin' of tomorrow and the money, love and time we had to spend.
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| Lovin' her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again.
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| Comin' close together with a feelin' that I’ve never known before, in my time.
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| She ain’t ashamed to be a woman, or afraid to be a friend.
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| I don’t know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind.
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| But dreamin' was as easy as believin' it was never gonna end.
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| And lovin' her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again.
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| Oooooh.
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| Oooooh.
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| Ahhh. |