| Like a seedling in the clay
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| When the sun’s first golden ray
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| Marks the breaking of the day
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| I am turning to the light
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| I am turning to the light
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| I am reaching toward the sun
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| I have journeyed through the night
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| And the battle now is won
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| There’s a new song in my heart
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| There’s a new day dawning bright
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| Oh I’m turning to the light
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| Not so very long ago
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| I lay covered by the snow
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| With no sign of spring in sight
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| Now I’m turning to the light
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| Like a Robin in the spring
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| When the dew is glistening
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| I will raise my voice and sing
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| I am turning to the light
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| Oh I’m turning to the light |