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Sunday morning comes |
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And I look out my window to the clouds |
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And through the rain |
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I feel the love that shines on eveyone around |
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Through the glow |
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Of all the ones I've known and sometimes grown to stay |
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There is one light |
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That could shine the world away |
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Explosions of warm air flow |
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Excite and invite my soul |
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To know that your love is here |
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You live |
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On a cloud |
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In the sunshine |
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All around |
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You live |
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On a cloud |
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In the sunshine |
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All around |
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Through the falling leaves |
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All around the trees where the icy waters flow |
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Down the lanes we drive |
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When it's late at night and there's nowhere else to go |
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Till the morning comes |
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And the pale white sun draws near its final day |
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There is one light |
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That could shine the world away |
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Explosions of warm air flow |
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Excite and invite my soul |
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To know that your love is here |
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You live |
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On a cloud |
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In the sunshine |
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All around |
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You live |
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On a cloud |
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In the sunshine |
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All around |
