Lean out your window, golden hair
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I heard you singing in the midnight air
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my book is closed, I read no more
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watching the fire dance, on the floor
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I've left my book, I've left my room
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For I heard you singing through the gloom
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singing and singing, a merry air
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lean out the window, golden hair...
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Golden Hair
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| Pink Floyd |
