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Every mornin' an' every evenin' |
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Every day I, I think of you |
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The way you love me, through and through |
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And when I'm with you, it feels like heaven |
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And you're an angel, holdin' me |
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Your sweet, sweet lovin', it sets me free |
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And in my wildest, imagination |
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I could never, imagine you |
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Lovin' me as much as, as I do you |
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And it may be winter, it may be fall |
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I might have plenty or nothin' at all |
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But, baby, I'll be there whenever you call, ever you call |
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'Cause every mornin' and every evenin' |
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Every day I, I think of you |
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The way you love me, through and through |
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The way you love me, through and through |