| As the sun starts rising, warming up the sand
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| Gonna wake this time to further on the plan
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| And with an early start the world is in your hands
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| But as the clock strikes noon,
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| Still right there where I stand.
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| But you know,
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| The day’s not nearly done
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| And you’re not the only one
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| With desire to see it through
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| So let’s say
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| If not today
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| We can see it through, if not today,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| We can try again, if not today.
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| As the sun starts setting, leaving us again,
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| Gonna take this time to further on the plan
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| And with an early start the world is in your hands,
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| But as the clock strikes twelve,
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| Still right there where I stand
|
| But you know,
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| The day’s not nearly done
|
| And you’re not the only one
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| With desire to see it through,
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| So let’s say,
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| If not today.
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| We can see it through, if not today,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| We can try again, if not today.
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow,
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| Tomorrow, tomorrow
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| We can see it through, if not today
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| Please believe me now, belive me now. |