| Waste all my time,
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| Could I believe you never know?
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| Your presence sublime, Oh-Oh,
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| I know ill need you evermore, Wo-oah
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| But on a sunday morning sun,
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| Well I don’t, I don’t believe in your loving.
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| When all thing sort of fall inside,
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| Well I don’t, I don’t believe in, in all your loving.
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| (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
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| Breathe it all in Love some mind,
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| Set it off your feet will fall,
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| Leaves a hole in rough your mind,
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| Certain of no harm no foul.
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| We saw the line,
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| And took the time to make it fall,
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| We left her behind, Oh-Oh
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| I know you need it all.
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| But on a Sunday morning sun,
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| I don’t, I don’t believe in your loving,
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| When all things sort of fall inside,
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| Well I don’t, I don’t believe in, your loving.
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| (Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh)
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| But on a Sunday morning sun,
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| Solo Sunrise.
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| Breathe it all in Love some mind (Close your mind),
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| Set it off your feet will fall (Your feet will fall),
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| Leaves a hole in rough your mind (Hole in rough, Your Mi-ind),
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| Set it off your feet will fall (No Harm No Foul).
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| No foul, No foul,
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| (Breathe it all in, Close your mind)
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| No foul, No foul.
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| Set it off your feet will fall (Your feet will fall)
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| But on a Sunday morning Sun,
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| (Leaves a hole in rough your mind)
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| Solo Sunrise. |
| (Set it off your feet will fall). |