| Ah, the sunlight hits the corner of your eye
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| As it bounces off the morning sky
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| The summer in the seventies fly by, bye
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| Ah, daylight hits the corners of your mind
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| Steals the thought you thought no one could find
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| Close your eyes, and it will rob you blind, blind
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| Ah
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| Incidental memories collide
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| Ah
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| Sentimental reveries abide
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| Afternoon high
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| Ah, daylight hits the corners of your mouth
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| Steals the words that filled you up with doubt
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| Open up and let them all fall out, out
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| Ah, honey smoothes the wrinkles from your bed
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| Gone are the indentations of your head
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| Leaving just the frown upon your forehead, head
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| Ah
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| Incidental memories collide
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| Ah
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| Sentimental reveries abide
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| Afternoon high
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| Ah
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| Worry works a wrinkle over time
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| Ah
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| Open eyes and let it rob you blind
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| Ah
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| Incidental memories collide
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| Ah
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| People tell me you’ve been blinded by
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| On afternoon high
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| On afternoon high
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| On afternoon high
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| On afternoon high |