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By townes van zandt |
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You're wakin' next to me |
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Tears splash across the sun |
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You whisper soft to me |
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That I ain't the only one |
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To breathe your yellow hair |
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Caress your bosom fair |
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Do you think I really care? |
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Do you think it matters? |
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What do your feelings mean? |
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Do you think I'd love more |
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If you stood pure and clean |
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Of those you'd known before |
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Would your words be sweeter then |
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Upon November's wind |
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If you began again |
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Could your smile be softer? |
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Would your eyes more brightly shine? |
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Would your laughter be so tender? |
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If you'd been only mine |
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For as long as you remember? |
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I don't want tears from you |
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Don't build your love on shame |
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All that we've done is through |
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And all we can do remains |
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My lady can't you see |
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I love not jealously |
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But for all you are to me |
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And all you'll be tomorrow |