| So much love
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| The kids are laughing in their sleep
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| Swimming through their dreams into the morning
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| So peaceful all the stories that we’re told
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| Lead them through the night back from the shadows
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| So much joy every little girl and boy
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| Even better when they wake up tomorrow
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| So much love
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| In their little mistletee
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| Going to miss you until we meet again in the morning
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| So much peace in their pitter-patter feet
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| Any open eyes can see that minds are reaching
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| So much joy
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| I’m afraid to be swept away
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| Upstream there’s a spring that brings in the new day
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| These are the gifts we keep
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| And this is the morning that we breathe
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| And then we see
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| These moments are the only gifts we need
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| And your crazy curly morning hair
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| Your maka piapia stare
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| Smiling down from the top of the stairs
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| You’re so sweet
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| And your robot pictures spread around
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| I swear your feet don’t touch the ground
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| Once it starts it don’t slow down
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| But I don’t want it to
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| And these are the gifts we keep
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| And this is the morning that we breathe
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| And then we see
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| These moments are the only gifts we need |