Daylight gentles down
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And with the call of the nightingale
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I make my way
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And fly into the dawn
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Must have been a long long time
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'cause I can't recall our last date
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at the picture-show
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waiting for a smile
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So I hide behind the glare of
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an open-minded stare
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Gathering the snapshots of my life
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And when you turn the page
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The pictures of you fade to grey
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Waiting for a smile
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All the way I tried to be
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(With) all the reasons that were so
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important for my life
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They are still the same
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Then Eden slipped a day
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And there was nothing left to
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say about us anymore
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Waiting For A Smile
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| RPWL |
