| No one can take your place with me
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| And time has proven that I’m right
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| There’s no place I’d rather be
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| Than at your place for the night
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| No time can pass your sight unseen
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| No moment steals away unfound
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| Lifetime lived in such a dream
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| Floats like a feather to the ground
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| And for the first time I’ve been seeing
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| The things I’d never noticed without you
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| And for the first time I’m discovering
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| The things I used to treasure about you
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| The birds like leaves on Winterwood
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| Sing hopeful songs on dismal days
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| They’ve learned to live life as they should
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| They are at peace with Nature’s ways
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| You are as natural as the night
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| And all that springs from you is good
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| And the children born beneath your light
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| Are like the birds on Winterwood
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| And for the first time I’ve been seeing
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| The things I’d never noticed without you
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| And for the first time I’m discovering
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| The things I used to treasure about you |