| On this June morning
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| I give you warning
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| I might just fly away across the dawn
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| I looked into my lover’s eyes
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| There I saw the sunrise
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| There I saw the birth of something new
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| And suddenly, I’m not the same little boy
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| 'Cause I can’t see the people that I meet
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| All I see is her
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| Since the time she went away
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| I just exist from day to day
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| I can’t live, I can’t love without her near
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| Sitting here in my darkened room
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| Whistling through the velvet gloom
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| Wondering what the hell I’m doing here
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| For suddenly, I’m not the same little boy
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| And I can’t see the people that I meet
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| All I see is her
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| There’s just me and my conscience now
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| There’s no one to tell me why or how
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| I fell away; |
| it’s time I must return
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| We might recover what has been
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| Turn all the pieces round again
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| Change and rearrange, begin again
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| And suddenly, I’m not the same little boy
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| 'Cause I can’t see the people that I meet
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| All I see is her
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| On this June morning
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| I give you warning
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| I might just fly away across the dawn
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| Since the day she went away
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| I just exist from day to day
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| I can’t live, I can’t love without her near
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| For suddenly, I’m not the same little boy
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| And I can’t see the people that I meet
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| All I see is her |