| How many lights do you see?
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| How many lights do you see?
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| There’s one to say that night has come
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| And there’s one that guards this jagged shore
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| And there’s one to call the children home
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| And there’s one to light the path they take
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| How many lights do you see?
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| How many lights do you see?
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| There’s one to keep the shadows off
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| And there’s one that tells me she got home
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| And there’s one to read his novel by
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| And there’s one that warms this dreary room
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| And there’s one to watch the baby sleep
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| And there’s one to count the blinking stars
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| And there’s one that I just can’t forget
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| And there’s one that I remember too
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| How many lights do you see?
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| How many lights do you see?
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| There’s one that waits for closing time
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| And there’s one that gets left on all night
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| And there’s one that marks the western sky
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| And it shines down on the quiet street
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| And there’s one that floods the darker parts
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| And there’s one that hurts my tired eyes
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| And there’s one that says she’s not asleep
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| And there’s one that waits for her to wake
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| How many lights do you see?
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| How many lights do you see?
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| There is one that spills out on the beach
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| And it sparkles on the jetting rocks
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| And there is one that waits for tired ships
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| That sleep within this tired port |