| I don’t mean to steal your light,
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| Look I know I don’t shine as bright,
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| I am just the morning,
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| You’re the day into the night.
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| And you don’t need to put me down,
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| But if you do I understand,
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| I am just the morning,
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| You’re the day into the night.
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| And you can come around,
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| And you can sit in my chair,
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| You can sit in my chair,
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| Anytime you feel.
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| Just come around,
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| And sing me your new song,
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| Right there in my chair,
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| And I will sing along,
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| Mm, I think these days they come in waves you know.
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| Glorious, glorious waves,
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| That carry us away.
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| Then we get so busy thinking,
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| We might be someone tomorrow,
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| Too busy to realize,
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| Its quite blissful being nobody today.
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| So its true that we were happy then,
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| But then’s been and gone.
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| And I wont do I was happy when,
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| ‘Coz when never comes.
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| Its recklessness and courage in the now that must be won.
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| And I feel that I am changing,
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| A new wave’s coming on.
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| And I feel that I am changing,
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| A new wave has begun.
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| It has begun.
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| I do recall a Wednesday night;
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| Walked down to the open mic,
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| At the back room at the grey horse,
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| My heart was leaping through.
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| We’d take our turn by candlelight,
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| To try and keep the gods in flight.
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| It was good to see someone play with a soul like you do.
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| And we’d all go back to mine,
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| And you would sit in my chair.
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| You can sit in my chair,
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| Most nights of the week.
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| I’ll squeeze the box of wine,
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| And you can play that new song,
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| Come one, play your new song,
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| I want to sing along.
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| I think these days they come in waves you know.
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| Glorious, glorious waves,
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| That carry us away, yes they do.
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| ‘Coz we get so busy thinking,
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| That we might be someone tomorrow,
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| Too busy to realize,
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| It’s just blissful being nobody today.
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| So I don’t like I was happy then,
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| But then’s been and gone.
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| And I wont do I was happy when,
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| ‘Coz when never comes.
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| Its recklessness and courage in the now that must be won.
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| And I feel that I am changing,
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| A new wave’s coming on.
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| And I feel that I am changing,
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| A new wave coming on, you see.
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| I feel that I am changing,
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| a new wave has begun,
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| It has begun.
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| Mm.
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| Day into the night.
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| Mm.
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| Day into the night. |