| Bright young sun, it looks like the morning’s come
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| And it’s all come so easy like the heavens are wishing me well
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| And those dawning eyes brought forth my own sunrise
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| Well it’s been a long time since the beat of my heart was a friend
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| Oh well, It’s been a long time since I felt I was breathing again
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| In you I’ve found my home from home
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| I left all that I knew for a love that I know
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| So fresh air, open ways, mild nights, wild days
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| Wondering in wonder, pondering what wandering we’ll do
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| I guess I don’t care about what, when, or where
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| Because I’m starting to realise the question worth asking is, who?
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| I’m starting to realize the question worth answering is you
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| In you I found my home from home
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| Left all that I knew for a love that I know
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| And that grip you prized me from I was already trying to lose
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| It was holding me, to hold me back from you
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| I guess it’s funny, this two-fold irony
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| I guess it’s funny, this two-fold irony
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| Greatest victory through my own defeat
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| Greatest victory through my own defeat |