Often
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Too often closed
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With a little beauty
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And the right supposing
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Suppose I meet you
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And make you feel
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There is no real reason
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Why I be real for you
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For you - it's just - a -
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A dozen dreamers
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This is the way I will it
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Sometimes -
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I'm sometimes
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I'm just, just, just too much
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Just too much
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And I don't know
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And never known
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And all I ever want to be
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And I can't tell you
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I can't tell you
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But it's never really near to me
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Sunface, sunface, sunface, sunface
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And, closing up
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And winding down
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This little beautiful
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This little wonder ground
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How would it be
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To take your hand
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I'm not the easy kind
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I'll never understand
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And somehow
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Make it seem so right
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This is the easy child
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Who's going to face the light
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Sunface, sunface
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Some felt it, some felt it
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Sunface, sunface
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Some felt it, some felt it
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And walk around
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And touch the view
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There is an easy angle
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Least that is true
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And truth's enough
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To make me smile
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Everbody's able and
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Everybody's trial
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And if you're really
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High enough
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To be the pauper
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And take the rough
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well the easy time will never be
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But your comet's down
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And it shines on me
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(Just a)
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Sunface, sunface, sunface, sunface
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Sunface, sunface, sunface, sunface
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Sunface, sunface, sunface
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Sunface
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| Tanita Tikaram |
