| From that grass and broken branches
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| You made my heart a robin’s nest
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| How many mornings would I wait
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| If there were even half a chance
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| That one might find you in my arms
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| Should I have wondered who would warm me
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| When winter comes and robins fly
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| How many winters I would wait
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| If there were even half a chance
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| That April find you in my arms
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| How many seas I’d set to rolling
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| If one might find you by my shore
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| To cool you with my weakest wave
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| If there were even half a chance
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| That you might find some comfort there
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| If running free were mine to give you
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| How many medals you would’ve won
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| How many treetops in the wind
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| Would rustle every leaf with hope
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| If I could hear you laughing there
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west
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| I’d smile a sky from east to west |