| Morning, wake up, cold mountain air
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| Sunrise outlines curls in your hair
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| Sweet dreams, your face, still half asleep
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| You stay up late with or without me
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| The older we get, there’s an ocean
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| Of people in places we’ve chosen
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| And you know how mama keeps saying
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| We’ve gotta stop the games we’re playing
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| Sweet hunnie pie, this ain’t goodbye
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| It’s not over
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| Come on and close your eyes
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| What’s it gonna take to feel my love?
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| What’s it gonna take to feel my love?
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| Street lights fall down, tremble in your stare
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| You’ll be queen of Washington Square
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| When you’re alone, lying in your bed
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| Think about those mountains and everything I’ve said
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| The older we get, there’s an ocean
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| Of people in places we’ve chosen
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| And you know how mama keeps saying
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| We’ve gotta stop the games we’re playing
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| Sweet hunnie pie, this ain’t goodbye
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| It’s not over
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| Come on and close your eyes
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| What’s it gonna take to feel my love?
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| What’s it gonna take to feel my love?
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| You see the moon, I see the sun
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| Your day is gone, mine’s just begun
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| Our time is more than a day
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| I can’t forget with you on my mind
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| The moment we started to live separate lives
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| Our love is more than a day
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| Sweet hunnie pie, this ain’t goodbye
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| It’s not over
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| Come on and close your eyes
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| What’s it gonna take to feel my love?
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| What’s it gonna take to feel my love? |