| There’s been times in my past when the bad times have shone through
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| And I couldn’t hide how hard it was to live not knowing you
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| And I still believe that long ago in some forgotten pain
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| I swore to close the door on loving anyone again
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| With a way of her own is shaking me
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| With a way of her own is taking me
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| I was happy when I woke to find you sleeping without care
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| And I gently took my fingers and I brushed away your hair
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| The day began in silver dawning on your brow
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| And I shook hands with the morning for letting me love you now
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| With a way of her own is shaking me
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| With a way of her own is taking me
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| Come up with the wind of what is done begins to blow
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| Run off every time you feel the need to see me show we go together
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| The walks to where the sun is and the standing in the cold
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| Brown leaves in the autumn and always you to hold
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| I could watch your ways forever and speak my mind begins
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| Happy in your happiness and tearful in your tears
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| With a way of her own is shaking me
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| With a way of her own is taking me
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| With a way of her own is shaking me
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| Can’t you see that I’m different she’s waking me |