You meet every kind of person moving toward the morning side
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You see the good and the bad, the eyes are sad
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You play every midnight gambler before you see the light
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On the morning side, the morning side
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You feel every heat and passion moving towards the morning side
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To earn one more second chance, you learn the dance
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When you finally climb the mountain, you see the other side
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It's the morning side, the morning side
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Now my life has changed and now my eyes can see
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Now I'm living on the morning side
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Now I'm letting all the sunlight into me
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Now I'm free
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And I know I'll never pass that way again
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That dark journey to the morning side
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On the morning side I feel my life begin
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Let's begin
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The Morning Side
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| Steve Winwood |
