She comes to my bed like a whisper
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Slips in the sheet like a ghost
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Says to my ear "Hey mister,
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You need to take this girl to the coast
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I need to kick my feet up in the ocean
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Feel the taste of salt sea spray
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Baby let's live in the moment
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Cause it feels like life is taking the moment away
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Let's Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day"
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In the kitchen in the morning
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She poured coffee in my favorite cup
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She's been dancing on the linoleum-- bare foot
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The squeaking nearly woke me up
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She put Tom Jones on the stereo
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- Now that I could do without
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Ah, but who needs perfection?
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I like the tension when there's room for doubtˇ¦
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Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day
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Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day
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She brought some pens, a couple of notebooks
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A postcard, a blanket, a bottle of Merlot
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And the sky provided the sunset
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Me - I brought the music of Nat King Cole.
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"And I'd come back as a sea-gull," I said,
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"If in the next life they'd give you the choice..."
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"I'd come back with you--we could go flying,"
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She said, " You'd hear me raise my voice, toˇ¦
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Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day
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Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day"
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Seize the Day
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| Ellis Paul |
