| Here I’m sitting and it’s getting cold
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| The morning rain’s against my window pane
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| While the world it look so cold and gray
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| In my mind I drift away
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| Then I’m on my way to tropic island
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| You had always said I was a dreamer, you were right
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| Gotta find me a ticket to the tropics
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| Forget our love and leave this place behind me Gotta find me a ticket to the tropics
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| And thrill myself that I can live without your love
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| Here I’m sitting in the mid and blaze
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| Sun is shining on my face again
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| Think about the way it had to and
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| Now I’m sitting here along
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| And it’s not the way we were together
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| I want you to know I’m gonna miss you, miss you bad |