| Nothing changes with the moon
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| Only the shades of emptiness within the room
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| And dark to light
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| Morning never comes too soon
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| I see the sunlight in your hair
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| I see you smile as you move without a care
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| And the morning
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| Becomes much brighter with you there
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| But the cold wind comes
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| And a cold wind blows
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| You feel so scared because you’re so alone
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| And like a frightened child
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| You call my name, you call my name
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| But you only had to reach out
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| To reach out and I’ll be here
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| Reach out, reach out and take my hand
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| The past it haunts you like a ghost
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| Comes rushing back at you like waves
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| Upon the coast
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| Threatens what you are
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| And who you love the most
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| And when the cold wind comes
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| And a tru wind blows
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| And you feel so scared because you’re all alone
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| Like a frightened child, you call my name
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| You call my name, you call my name
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| And you only had to reach out |