| There’s a dream I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| Yellow trees, Indian waters flowing softly on their way
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| There’s a dove in the treetops singing peace on the wind
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| Again again and again
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| It’s just a dream I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| There’s some hope I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| Love will come, love will conquer every heart that beats today
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| And it may not be perfect, but at least we can try
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| You and I, you and I, you and I
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| It’s just some hope I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| There’s a song I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| And the words tell a story of our youngens far away
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| Bring them home, sings the chorus, for they’re much too young to die
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| Must they die, must they die, must they die
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| It’s just a song I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| Bring them home, sings the chorus, for they’re much too young to die
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| Must they die, must they die, must they die
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| It’s just a song I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| Just a dream I’ve been saving for a day like today
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| Just some hope I’ve been saving for a day like today |