| I want to feel the sun shine
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| On my face like a new day’s just begun
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| And I’ll steal a moment’s fun
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| And reflect on all those days long dead and gone
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| The memories still rock my cradle
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| Yesterdays sing me a lullaby
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| I can’t fight it
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| It takes me back
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| To the days when you and I ran free of worries
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| Underneath the wide, clear, blue sky
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| I’ll never be the one, no
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| To regret the things that I have never done
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| And I’ll reason with, with myself till I no longer feel the need to justify
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| I can’t fight it
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| It takes me back
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| And I remember reaching high
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| Like borne on wings of sheer belief through my clear blue sky
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| Thinking 'bout the times we had
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| All our days in the sun
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| Memories now brilliant and mad
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| They still linger on
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| Can’t fight it
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| It takes me back
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| To the days when you and I ran free of worries
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| Underneath the wide, clear, blue sky
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| I can’t fight it
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| It takes me back
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| And I remember reaching high
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| Like borne on wings of sheer belief through my clear blue sky |