| A little road somewhere
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| A little less of my heart
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| Floats like a feather and sticks like a dart
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| A little less of my heart
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| The moon is a shiner
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| And I am a lover
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| Bites like a razor when we’re apart
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| A little less of my heart
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| The night is a black crow
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| And I am a sparrow
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| Sing to my lover and dive through the dark
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| With a little less of my heart
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| A little less of my heart
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| You won’t find me out tonight
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| With a pair of seeing eyes
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| And there’s always lots of trouble
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| Trouble here that I can find
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| And I’ll find it
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| (I will wait 'til the morning comes)
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| And I’ll find it here
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| (and I’ll find my way in the morning sun)
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| And I’ll find it
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| (I will wait 'til the morning comes)
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| And I’ll find it here
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| (and I’ll find my way in the morning sun)
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| I will wait 'til the morning comes
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| I will find my way in the morning sun
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| I will wait 'til the morning comes
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| I will find my way in the morning sun
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| I’ll find it, and I’ll find it here |