| Not a day goes by
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| Not a single day
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| You’re not somewhere a part of my life
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| And I need you to stay
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| As the days go by
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| I keep thinking when does it end
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| That it can’t get much better, much longer
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| But it only gets better and stronger
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| And deeper and nearer
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| And simpler and freer
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| And richer and clearer
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| And no
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| Not a day goes by
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| Not a blessed day
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| But you somewhere come into my life
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| And you don’t go away
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| And I have to say
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| If you do, I’ll die
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| I want day after day after day after day
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| After day after day after day
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| As the days go by
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| I keep thinking when does it end
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| Where’s the day I’ll have started forgetting?
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| But I just go on thinking and sweating
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| And cursing and crying
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| And turning and reaching
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| And waking and dying
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| And no
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| Not a day goes by
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| Not a blessed day
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| But you’re still somewhere part of my life
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| And you won’t go away
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| So there’s hell to pay
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| And until I die
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| I’ll die day after day
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| After day after day
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| After day after day
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| After day
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| Till the days go by
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| Till the days go by
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| Till the days go by
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| Till the days go by |