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B. r. hornsby |
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When the night lies so still |
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Before i go to sleep |
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I come by, i come by |
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Just to look at you |
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In the dim light i say |
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That in my own small way |
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I will try, i will try |
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To help you through |
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There'll be blue skies falling |
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There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams |
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In a world so uncertain |
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Through the clouds it's hard to see |
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I will grab you and lift you |
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As you hold on tight and sway |
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We'll go walking |
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Across the fields of gray |
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There's a place i can go |
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When the world gets me down |
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When nothing, when nothing |
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Goes quite right it seems |
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As i look there i know |
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Fortune smiles on me so |
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But who knows, no one knows |
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About tomorrow |
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There'll be blue skies falling |
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There'll be sad scenes and bad dreams |
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In a world so uncertain |
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Through the clouds it's hard to see |
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I will grab you and lift you |
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As you hold on tight and sway |
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We'll go walking |
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Across the fields of gray |
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When i was younger i saw things in black and white |
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Now all i see is a sad, hazy gray |
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Sometimes i see a narrow flash of light |
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Sometimes i look and you show me the way |
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No matter what else happens |
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What the future will be |
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In a world so uncertain |
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Through the clouds it's hard to see |
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I will grab you and carry you |
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Calm your fears if you're afraid |
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We'll go walking |
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Across the fields of gray |
