| Sweetly, pleasantly fleeting
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| Night is to day as death is to dreaming
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| One thing I’ll miss once I am leaving
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| Is you by my side every evening
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| Nothing’s forever
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| Love’s light as a feather
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| Or so it’s been said
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| Seeing is believing
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| The heart is deceiving
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| Or so I have read
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| There isn’t a minute that passes
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| Nowhere I’d rather be instead
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| Than watching you sleep while I sit
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| At the foot of your bed
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| Darling, life of the party
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| Darkness has fallen
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| The good times are calling
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| Play me for keeps
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| I think you got it:
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| A trick up your sleeve
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| Then me in your pocket
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| Nothing’s forever
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| Love’s light as a feather
|
| Or so it’s been said
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| Seeing is believing
|
| The heart is deceiving
|
| Or so I have read
|
| There isn’t a minute that passes
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| Nowhere I’d rather be instead
|
| Than watching you sleep while I sit
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| At the foot of your bed
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| Ooh, ooh
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| Nothing’s forever
|
| Love’s light as a feather
|
| Or so it’s been said
|
| Seeing is believing
|
| The heart is deceiving
|
| Or so I have read
|
| There isn’t a minute that passes
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| Nowhere I’d rather be instead
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| Than watching you sleep while I sit
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| At the foot of your bed |