This morning under awaking glow
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The sun filled our room like December snow
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Like morning through an old window
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There's a place in your head I will always know
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To the same world born two of a kind
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If it's on your mind, it'll be on mine 'cause
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I know you well
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Like the soil in the ground
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Grass grown in the shadow of a blow
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And if the blow will never toll
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You and me grow old
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I hope we'll live to tell
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How you know I know you knew I know you well
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Down under, beneath the softened skin
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Where the words we whisper sink in
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It's no wonder the way the words still ring
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Sure as sin, it's not a secret thing
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To the same world born two of a kind
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If it's on your mind, it'll be on mine 'cause
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I know you well
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Like the soil in the ground
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Grass grown in the shadow of a blow
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And if the blow will never toll
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You and me grow old
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I hope we'll live to tell
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How you know I know you knew I know New York 1991
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Here in the same room for so long
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Out of the cold november
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Still as a passport picture
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Still as a passport picture
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To the same world born two of a kind
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If it's on your mind, it'll be on mine 'cause
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I know you well
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Like the soil in the ground
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Grass grown in the shadow of a blow
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And if the blow will never toll
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You and me grow old
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I hope we'll live to tell
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How you know I know you knew I know you well
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I Know You Well
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| Fountains Of Wayne |
