| Evening is the time of day
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| I find nothing much to see
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| Don’t know what to do, but I come to When it’s early in the morning
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| Over by the window day is dawning
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| When I feel the air
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| I feel that life is very good to me, you know
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| In the sun, there is so much yellow
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| something in the early morning meadow
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| Tells me that today you’re on your way
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| And you’ll be coming home, home to me Night time isn’t clear to me
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| I find nothing near to me Don’t know what to do but I come to When it’s early in the morning
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| Very, very early without warning I came
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| Feel a newly born vibration
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| Sneaking up on me again
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| There’s a song bird on my pillow
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| I can see the fun in weeping willow
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| I can see the sun
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| You’re on your way and you’ll be coming
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| Home, home with me |