LIGHT OF DAY
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WRITER BEEB BIRTLES
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Many a time the thought crossed my mind, wond'rin 'bout people who walk around blind, they don't seem to see the light of day, everything is just okay. Taking no head of what they can learn, running in circles, no point of return, heading for the door that reads escape, anything that they can take. Hey boys, come out and dig the dance, come on and take a chance, believe in the light of day. Lonesome nights and wasted days, leads a man from his true ways, yet he tells you he nobody's fool, breaking every golden rule. Hey boys, come out and dig the dance, come on and take a chance, believe in the light of day. Keep a watch on the sandman of time, will he gaze into your eyes or mine, will he knock on your door, and invite you to the other side, catch him writing the score, as he takes you on another ride, hang on tight boy, you're starting to slide. Hey boys, come out and dig the dance, come on and take a chance, believe in the light of day, believe in the light of day.
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Light Of Day
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| Little River Band |
