| We expect dawn around morning
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| I trust the rise of the sun
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| I’ve been up late with the night birds
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| Begging the dawn not to come
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| Begging the dawn not to come
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| Oh, how I don’t want to leave you
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| So much I can’t hardly bear
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| I have things I must tend to
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| Will you stay as you are, lying there?
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| Would you stay as you are, lying there?
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| Kissing the rain off my shoulders
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| Answering questions with stares
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| Holding my chest like I’m a wild horse
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| About to run away scared
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| About to run away scared
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| Sun kicks the moon off the mountain
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| That is my cue to leave
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| The long tears of women are silent, so they don’t wake those who sleep
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| So they don’t wake those who sleep
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| Howl at the moon
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| Howl at the moon, I’ll come find you
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| Howl at the moon
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| Howl at the moon, I’ll come find you
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| I’ll come get you
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| Hope that you haven’t changed your mind
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| I’ll come get you
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| Hope that you haven’t changed your mind, baby
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| Be mine, be mine, be mine
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| Be mine, be mine |