| Where did the morning go?
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| I meant to do much more with this life
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| I was born a clear and sunny day
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| Now evening shadows fall my way
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| Where did the morning go?
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| It was dawn when my babies cried
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| Now they’re able to walk out on their own
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| I’ve had a family that I’ve always loved
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| And I made peace with my God above
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| But where did the morning go?
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| I’ve held hands that I loved to hold
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| But an evenin' came when I had to let 'em go
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| I still write the words down to my songs
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| But it’s different voices that sing along
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| Where did the morning go? |