| Tonight I find it hard to sleep
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| Each sound and squeak I hear
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| Keeps me staring at the ceiling
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| Oh it’s dark as night outside
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| And I can’t stand
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| The quiet that it brings me
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| And I got too much on my mind
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| I think it’s time to take a drive
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| And leave it all behind
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| I’ve got a song that’s halfway there
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| I think it needs the ocean air
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| I’m gonna grab my guitar
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| And get in my car
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| Oh, I need some understanding
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| I need a little love
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| Gonna speed down to the oceanside
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| In a race with the stars above
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| With my guitar in hand
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| My toes twitch in the sand
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| I can see the sun is coming
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| Courage fill and crack the sky
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| With purple silver and golden light
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| Drawing the day from night
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| On the shoreline a fisherman
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| With the bait on his line and a rod in his hand
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| Is ready to greet the day
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| He turns around to notice me
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| And the two of us are patiently
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| Waiting for the sun’s rays
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| Oh, I just need some understanding
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| And a little love
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| And somehow I am thinking now
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| I can get what I’ve been dreaming of…
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| But this fisherman is closing in
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| I think he could be crazy
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| He says, «Would you ride with me, ohhh
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| I could use the company
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| I’ve got a fish to catch
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| And you have got a song to sing.»
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| His eyes are anchors as the boat would sway
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| Oh would you like to say you have my attention
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| See I cannot hear to write your song
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| But you don’t have too long
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| To show me what you’re working with
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| I like to give you just a little somethin'
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| And you may think it’s nothing on first listen
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| In the time it takes for you to make love
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| You can break love
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| Waste love
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| And throw it all away…
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| But all you need is faith
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| And hope will bring a brighter day
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| And every time you love
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| Let it lift someone else up
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| If somebody tries to burn you
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| Give him your hand and turn and pick him up
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| When he’s all alone
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| Now if you find yourself getting frustrated
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| Try not to get too jaded
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| Or you could go insane, like me
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| And tell you, man, you must be crazy
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| Or am I is lazy when it comes to love
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| If every failure and turning tide
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| I toss the boomerang
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| But it never comes back to me
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| So have some faith, you say
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| And hope will find its way
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| Well I doubt what you’re sure of
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| And it seems to me the greatest of these is love
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| But it’s so hard to love…
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| We were sitting on his boat
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| Our backs to each other
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| He was giving me a little time
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| And all that he said
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| Was hurting my head
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| Wondering how to leave the selfishness behind
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| All that I could say
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| Is that it’s so hard to love…
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| The way that you want me to
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| I stepped off the boat and thanked the man
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| Not sure what I was thankful for
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| When I turned back around to see him again
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| He was already gone
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| Walking back from the water to my guitar
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| That’s when the light came on
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| I knew what he was talking about
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| I know how to finish my song
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| Ooooh, I just need some understanding
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| I need a little love
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| And I want to sing this song to somebody
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| Who does what they’re made of
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| Oh, we need some understanding
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| We all need love
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| We all need love |