| I have seen the morning burning golden
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| On the mountains in the skies
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| Achin' with the feelin' of the freedom
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| Of an eagle when she flies
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| Turnin' on the world the way she smiled
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| Upon my soul as i lay dying
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| Healin' as the colours in the sunshine
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| And the shadows of her eyes
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| Wakin' in the morning to the feelin'
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| Of her fingers on my skin
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| Wipin' out the traces of the people
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| And the places that I’ve been
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| Teaching me that yesterday was something
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| That I never thought of trying
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| Loving her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again
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| Coming close together with a feeling
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| That I’ve never known before in my time
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| She ain’t ashamed to be a woman, or afraid to be a friend
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| I don’t know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind
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| But dreamin' was as easy as believing it was never gonna end
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| I don’t know the answer to the easy way she opened every door in my mind
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| But dreamin' was as easy as believing it was never gonna end
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| And lovin' her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again
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| Lovin' her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again
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| Lovin' her was easier than anything I’ll ever do again |