| Let the day fall all around you
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| And let the breath of life surround you
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| What a day it should be a holiday
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| And these lazy days are hard to come by
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| Here for our pleasure, a moment to treasure
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| Stay with me and lend me your company
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| For you, you show to me all the world gives for free
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| And there’s no more that a man can ever ask for
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| And if we, we could see half he gave us to see
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| Then we’d be half way to finding the answer
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| So where will all the seasons go
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| It’s for us to ask, it’s for him to know
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| It’s too much for me, for such is the mystery
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| And all these things we take for granted
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| But how did they get here, when were they planted?
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| If we could see, then what would the answer be?
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| For you, you show to me all the world gives for free
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| And there’s no more that a man can ever ask for
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| And if we, we could be half he wants us to be
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| Then we’d be half way to finding the answer
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| Today we’ll see butterfly
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| And we’ll smell the grass and we’ll feel the sky
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| Oh what a day, let no one take this away
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| But I will live my life forever, asking the questions
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| But answers will never come to me
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| For such is the mystery
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| For you, you show to me all the world gives for free
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| And there’s no more that a man can ever ask for
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| And if we, we could be half he wants us to be
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| Then we’d be half way to finding the answer |