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Drunk on a morning sky |
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it's the kind of day |
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you wanna wrap your arms around |
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watching the white birds fly as they circle up and float in space |
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preaching their religion without a sound |
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and I'm bursting with Everything |
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and I'm light as a cloud |
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'cause Love is filling me up |
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it's taking the edges off my heart |
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and Love just won't let me be |
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I'm floating just like a leaf in it's stream |
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what a lovely thing |
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and I know the world's gone mad |
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crazy with greed |
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but I can't fix it all today |
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'cause my rollercoaster heart is climbing up it's track oh yeah |
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and there ain't a damn thing in it's way |
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and I'm stuoid with aimless glee |
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and I'm talking to the trees |
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