| Well, I shook the hand of a weeping sparrow
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| And heard the most beautiful tune
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| Laid myself down upon a field of flowers
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| And searched through my dreams to find you
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| And lost all of yesterday’s blues
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| And I walked in circles confused and scattered
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| And stumbled around as a fool
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| Lost in the maze of veins in my heart
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| 'Til I woke up unconscious with you
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| And let go of yesterday’s blues
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| 'Cause you have a way that lets me breathe
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| And you have a way that sets me free
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| And you have a heart that can see right through
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| The bitterness of my yesterday’s blues
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| Down in a city of shelters and shambles
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| I thought I had nothing to lose
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| I took for granted the wise words of strangers
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| And gambled until I was through
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| And lost all of yesterday’s blues
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| 'Cause you have a way that sets me free
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| And you have a way that lets me breathe
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| And you have a heart that can see right through
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| The bitterness of my yesterday’s blues
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| Well, I shook the hand of the deepest sorrow
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| And waved a goodbye just to lose
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| Laid myself down below the endless towers
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| And searched through my dreams to find you
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| And lost all of yesterday’s blues |