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Sitting here at the window looking out upon the rain |
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Nothing much is coming to mind |
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Troubles all just float away |
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On a raindrop. |
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Turn and look into the fire |
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Warm and friendly as can be |
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Flames the flicker, oh so gently |
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Bringing comfort just for me |
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And it's lovely. |
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Time is slipping away |
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Pain belongs to yesterday |
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Needn't think of tomorrow, |
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That will come - when it's time to come, |
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But for now, it's now that I am thinking of. |
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Sitting here at the window |
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Warm and cosy as can be |
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All the raindrops are dancing |
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And they're smiling up at me. |
