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the sun it kiss my cheek yeah that feels fine |
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the breeze it strokes my feet that feels fine |
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losing the track of the time |
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confused in a sun covered time |
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birdsong is all i hear while i am hear |
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i'm lost but cannot see these things i feel |
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circles appear in my mind |
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floating through space and through time |
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you might feel laughter in the sun |
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but laughter might help us when we're done |
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you might feel laughter in the sun |
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but laughter might help us when we're done |
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silhouetted by the sun my angel comes |
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dressed in white |
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a broad white smile outshines the sun |
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oh such a picture is this |
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my angel she stoops for a kiss |
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you might feel laughter in the sun |
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but laughter might help us when we're done |
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you might feel laughter in the sun |
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but laughter might help us when we're done |
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i said you might feel laughter in the sun |
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but laughter might help us when we're done |
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you might feel laughter in the sun |
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but laughter might help us when we're done |
