Now that it's time
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Now that the hour hand has landed at the end
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Now that it's real
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Now that the dreams have given all they had to lend
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I want to know
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Do I stay or do I go?
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And maybe try another time
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And do I really have a hand, am I forgetting?
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Now that I've tried
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Now that I've finally found that this is not the way
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Now that I turn
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Now that I feel it's time to spend the night away
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I want to know
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Do I stay or do I go?
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And maybe finally split the rhyme
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And do I really understand the under netting?
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You said the morning has me looking in your eyes
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And seeing mine, warning me, to read the signs, carefully
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Now that it's light
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Now that the candles falling smaller in my mind
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Now that it's here
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Now that I'm almost not so very far behind
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I want to know
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Do I stay or do I go?
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And maybe follow another sign
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And do I really have a song that I can write on?
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Now that I can
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Now that it's easy ever easy all around
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Now that I'm here
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Now that I'm falling to the sunlight and a song
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I want to know
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Do I stay or do I go?
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And do I have to do just one?
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And can I choose again if I should lose the reason?
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You said the morning has me looking in your eyes
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And seeing mine, warning me, to read the signs, more carefully
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Now that I smile
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Now that I'm laughing ever deeper inside
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Now that I see
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Now that I've finally found the one thing I deny
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It's now I know
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Do I stay or do I go?
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And it is finally I decide
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That I'll be leaving in the fairest of the seasons
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The Fairest Of The Seasons
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| Anna Nalick |
