The sun is rising in the sky
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Here we're waiting, standing by
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Round in circles, round and round
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Pulse is racing, can't sit down
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The noise of people fills the air
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Search for silence goes nowhere
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Time just passes, starts to rain
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I look at you and I feel your pain
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Day after day watching it grow, counting the time
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In each and every way the pleasure is mine
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Through all of the high times
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Through all of the low times
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The farther we reach, the farther we see
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The farther we go
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Time after time waiting for you, when will you come
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Wanting to play the game we've begun
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Through all of the high times
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Through all of the low times
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The more we can give, the more we can keep
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The more there will be
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Like the man said he was right
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'bout something coming in the air tonight
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Well if it's coming, let it be now
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I feel it's close, I just know somehow
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I can't hold on much longer
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My head is filled with wonder
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But if these things don't come to pass
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I'll bring you water and fill your glass
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Everyday the stronger it grows, it's easy to see
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Getting to feel how good it can be
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Through all of the high times
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Through all of the low times
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The more that we teach, the better we learn
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The better we'll be
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Swing Low
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| Phil Collins |
