In the morning sun's golden warmth
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Pours its arms around we two
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Past my doorway were those heartbeats
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Or a drummer and his drum
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No more sleepin' left in me
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I thought that I hear footsteps
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But they fade away
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Got to stand up and face the day
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'Cause people should be laughin'
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Ev'ry chance they get
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Morning blue
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Puts an end to all my dreaming
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Morning blue
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Still comes around and brings me down
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Now the morning bright blue cold
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Pours its arms around me alone
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After waking was I dreaming
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Or a killer and her love
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Morning blue
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Puts an end to all my dreaming
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Morning blue
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Still comes around and brings me down
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Morning blue
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Is that a voice that I keep hearing
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Or empty dreams
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That she'll return with gentle hands to wake me
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When it's over,
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When it's over.
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Morning Blue
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| Steppenwolf |
