| When the night is done
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| And when we greet the sun
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| You know there’s no one
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| I’d rather see
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| Than you by me
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| I’d wear my poet suit
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| If it helped me steady you
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| Oh when you need me to
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| I’d soothe your mind
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| And with a lover’s view
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| I’d write a song or two
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| That I would sing to you
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| A million times
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| If you asked me to So come and rest your thoughts with me Underneath the cypress tree
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| We can watch the moon and stars shine at their finest
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| Let the rest say what they may
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| I’m a mere heartbeat away
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| And you will always be the object of my kindness
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| You know it’s not like me To speak so forwardly
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| Straight to your core, I see
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| Straight to my mark
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| But you know exactly why
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| My spirit soars at night
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| You hear your voice inside
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| Inside my heart
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| Inside my heart |