| Undeserving… this morning will take my arms and wrap them twice
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| And steal every tear from my, from my eyes
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| This morning will take my arms
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| And wrap them twice around my body
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| And steal every tear from
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| Every tear from my eyes
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| This morning will take my arms and wrap them twice
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| And steal every tear from my, from my eyes
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| Undeserving of these arms…
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| Undeserving of your embrace…
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| This morning will go down
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| As one of the worst, in the cold comfort of my room
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| This night is young
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| Even though the stars have followed their paths
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| Across the night across the night sky
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| This night has warmed my heart
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| This night is young
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| Even though the stars have followed their paths across the night sky
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| This night has warmed my heart
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| And now as my lips are still burning hot from your touch
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| I close my eyes in anticipation of the dreams
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| That are sure to follow your departure
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| This night and every other belong to you…
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| They belong to you
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| I close my eyes… this morning will take my arms and wrap them twice
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| And steal every tear from my, from my eyes
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| This morning will take my arms and wrap them twice
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| And steal every tear from my, from my eyes |