| Finger of light reaches through the red curtain
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| High on the rooftop, greeting his son
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| Lying beside me, secure in your dreamworld
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| A glow on your face from the light of the Sun
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| Gently the morning begins it’s intrusion
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| Enters the mind with a hesitant hum
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| Images move within eyes not yet open
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| Telling the senses a new day has come
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| And the warmth from the light through the window
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| Signals a new world’s begun
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| Let the Sun come into your life
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| Bring in the Sun
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| Let the Sun come into your life
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| Bring in the Sun
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| If you see it shine in the morning time
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| Your day is won
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| Let the Sun come into your life
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| Bring in the Sun
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| Bring in the Sun
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| Hours of flying, wheels in motion
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| A process for living, steadily done (it's done)
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| I fight for a moment to see your reflection
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| To picture your face in the soft morning Sun
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| But the warmth from the light through the window
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| Signals a new world’s begun
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| Let the Sun come into your life
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| Bring in the Sun
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| Let the Sun come into your life
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| Bring in the Sun
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| If you see it shine in the morning time
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| Your day is won
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| Let the Sun come into your life
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| Bring in the Sun
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| Bring in the Sun |