| I see you out there doing what you do so well
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| You smile and it’s like some bright star just fell
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| People crowd around you as you hold out your hand
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| I feel the past slip through my fingers
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| Like the last few grains of sand
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| The sun will rise again
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| But it won’t shine
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| A moon will light the midnight sky
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| But it won’t be mine
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| You may hear me laugh
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| But it won’t mean anything
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| They can play my favorite song
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| But I won’t sing
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| The melody you play still sounds as sweet
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| As the first time that I hear it
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| And it swept me on my feet
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| That song we sang together
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| No I can’t stand to hear it anymore
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| Cause it tears me up inside
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| But in a different way than it did before
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| The sun will rise again
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| But it won’t shine
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| A moon will light the midnight sky
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| But it won’t be mine
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| You may hear me laugh
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| But it won’t mean anything
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| They can play my favorite song
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| But I won’t sing
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| Why do we drift so far from the things we love
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| And how did we sink into what we swore we’d rise above
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| But I still love you and I wish for all the best
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| I remember the good times, yea |
| Forget the rest
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| The sun will rise again
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| But it won’t shine
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| A moon will light the midnight sky
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| But it won’t be mine
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| You may hear me laugh
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| But it won’t mean anything
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| They can play my favorite song
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| But I won’t sing
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| Blue Harp Inc
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| Carli Rob Music |