| Is this nice?
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| Do you like it?
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| (oooh)
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| Would you like
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| Me to sing you this song?
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| It begins
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| With a question
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| (oooh)
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| I just asked one
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| & now I’ll carry on
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| Somedays you’re gonna feel
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| There’ll never again be flowers
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| Learning to count all the way up to love
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| Is this real?
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| Do I mean it?
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| You know that I do
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| I wanna be here
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| Really near
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| I wanna really be here with you!
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| Waking up
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| At the bottom
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| Of the morning
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| With an ocean
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| Soaring over you
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| Love’s who you’re thinking of
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| When you see the moon above you
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| And it’s the middle of the day
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| What will the baby bee
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| Someday soon choose for its flower
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| Now that mommy’s gone away
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| The grass grows and grows
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| The wind blows and blows
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| My beautiful boy
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| My beautiful boy
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| Better to understand
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| Than to be understood
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| This is quite good
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| Yes this is quite good
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| Eyes floating above
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| What will soon be all cloud
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| Tear in your eye
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| This is allowed
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| But you cannot give up
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| Music yet to be made
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| Must be you who’s the bridge
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| Must be you who’s the bridge
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| My beautiful boy
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| My beautiful boy |