When the sun goes down
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Over the canyon
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And you're feeling
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Lost and abandoned
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Some stranger may knock
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Upon your door
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And it may be like knowing
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Someone you never met before
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Now it may be a common sensation
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It may lead to sadness or elation
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But it's a chance
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That you never had before
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And it may be like knowing
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Someone you never met before
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Don't be afraid
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The game's not been played
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Until you discover your love
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She's waiting for you
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And all you gotta do
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Is let her in, and get her in
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And don't live life lonely
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So when the sun
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Goes down on the city
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Don't give in to feeling self-pity
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Your lover may be
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Knocking on the door
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And it may be like knowing
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Someone you never met before
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Someone you never met before
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Someone You Never Met Before
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| Carole King |
