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Morning has come with the first rays of sun |
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Breaking through our windowpane |
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Songs fill the air but there's no singer there |
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Just an old wooden guitar playing |
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Writing this song won't take very long |
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Trying not to use the world 'old' |
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Thinking about taking chances and doubts |
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That still linger in the cold |
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Looking forward, all that i can see |
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Is good things happening to you and to me |
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I'm not waiting for times to change |
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I'm gonna live like a free-roaming soul |
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On the highway of our love |
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(repeat chorus and first verse) |
