| White hot morning
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| The blinding light of day holds sway
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| Barefoot yawning wipe the night out from my eyes
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| It’s slowly dawning
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| This summer town’s a merry-go-round
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| The stakes get risen daily
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| In every way there’s more to pay
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| And I’m not searching for these changes
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| They just slip by me everyday
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| And everything needs rearranging
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| And you’re the one to make it stay
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| Glass clear morning
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| It’s blowin' cool outside today
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| Without warning the crowds all meet across the street
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| Payphone calling, down the square the people stare
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| This daily planet’s beauty lies behind untutored eyes
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| And I’m not searching for these changes
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| They just slip by me everyday
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| And everything needs rearranging
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| And you’re the one to make it stay
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| Cool morning
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| Cool morning
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| White hot morning
|
| The blinding light of day holds sway
|
| Barefoot yawning, wipe the night out from my eyes
|
| It’s slowly dawning
|
| This summer town’s a merry-go-round
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| Without a watch you get to know
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| The time is right for crime
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| And I’m not searching for these changes
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| They just slip by me everyday
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| And everything needs rearranging
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| And you’re the one to make it stay
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| Cool morning
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| Cool morning |