| He met her in the morning sun
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| He squinted his eyes 'cause the backlight was strong
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| This is what she does, you know, she blinds us
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| To hide her brilliance
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| She’s standing with her back towards the sun
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| Minding her state of oblivion
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| This is what she does, you know, she blinds us
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| To save her intemperate heart
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| He met her in the morning sun and she remembers
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| Every fiber in the air
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| It felt like forever, touched with universal beauty
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| And all she wanted was to disappear
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| He could never leave her to be gone
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| He told her, please, just lie down
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| And let my light run through you as easily
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| As sound waves from a song
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| He met her in the morning sun
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| He laid there with her until the afternoon
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| It’s funny how things go, she said
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| I blind you, and you lead my way instead
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| He met her in the morning sun |