| The angels sing when you smile at me
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| The tropic moves sides of ships at sea
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| But doesn’t matter if my thoughts are free
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| Can’t you see what you’re doing to me
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| The honeybee makes a sigh at me
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| The birds above sing a song of love
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| Though I have cried constantly
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| That’s not the thing to do
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| This feeling has me dangling on a string
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| With no escape seemingly
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| Though I have thoughts with myself that I’m lost
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| So let it be
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| Let my favorite cloud
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| Pass over me
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| Forget about
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| The past with glee
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| So if you smile real soon
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| I’ll hear angels singing
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| A tune
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| Can’t you see darlin' what you’re doing to me? |