| As I lay upon my bed, I begin dreaming
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| Of how it’s gonna be the day that I am free
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| Once I settle like the dust upon the table
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| But then you came along
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| You helped me write this song
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| I don’t know what day it is,
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| I can’t recall the seasons
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| And I don’t remember how we got this far
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| All I know is I’m loving you for all the right reasons
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| In my sky you’ll always be my morning star
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| Like a tired bird flying high across the ocean
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| I was outside looking in You made me live again
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| From the mountains to the prairies little babies
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| Figures fill their heads
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| Visions bathed in red
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| I don’t know what day it is,
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| I can’t recall the seasons
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| And I don’t remember how we got this far
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| All I know is I’m loving you for all the right reasons
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| In my sky you’ll always be my morning star
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| From the train in Manchester, England
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| Lightning fills the sky
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| As I watched you wave goodbye
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| From the mountains to the prairie little babies
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| Figures fill their heads
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| Visions bathed in red
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| I don’t know what day it is,
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| I can’t recall the seasons
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| And I don’t remember how we got this far
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| All I know is I’m loving you for all the right reasons
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| In my sky you’ll always be my morning star |