I woke up this morning
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And the sun was gone
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Turned on some music
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To start my day
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I lost myself in a familiar song
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I closed my eyes and I slipped away
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More than a feeling
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When I hear that old song they used to play
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I begin dreaming
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When I see my Marianne walk away
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I see my Marianne walking away
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So many people have come and gone
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The faces fade as the years go by
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And still I recall as I wonder on
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As clear as the sun in the Southern sky
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More than a feeling
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When I hear that old song they used to play
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I begin dreaming
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When I see my Marianne walk away
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I see my Marianne walking away
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When I'm tired and thinking cold
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I hide in my music, forget the day
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And dream of a girl I used to know
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I closed my eyes and she slipped away
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She slipped away
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She slipped away
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More than a feeling
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When I hear that old song they used to play
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I begin dreaming
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When I see my Marianne walk away
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More than a feeling
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When I hear that old song they used to play
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I begin dreaming
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When I hear that old song they used to play
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More than a feeling
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More Than A Feeling
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| No Mercy |
