| Lift up your head
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| And remember what your life is
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| Don’t have to give it all away
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| When you’re left for dead
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| In the middle of a crisis
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| You must appreciate the day
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| There’s something there
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| But you’re frightened to invite it
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| Beware of pushing it away
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| Show that you care
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| And be certain you don’t fight it
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| You must appreciate the day
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| She says you don’t give back what you take
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| She got evidence you don’t appreciate her love
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| She says it’s all a show and no-go
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| You drop everything, give back
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| Reciprocate her love
|
| Lift up your head
|
| And remember what your life is
|
| Don’t have to give it all away
|
| When you’re left for dead
|
| In the middle of a crisis
|
| You must appreciate the day
|
| She says you don’t give back what you take
|
| She got evidence you don’t appreciate her love
|
| She says it’s all a show and no-go
|
| You drop everything, give back
|
| Reciprocate her love
|
| There’s something there
|
| But you’re frightened to invite it
|
| Beware of pushing it away
|
| Show that you care
|
| And be certain you don’t fight it
|
| You must appreciate the day |