If I ever feel the light again
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Shinin' down on me
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I don't have to tell you
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How welcome it will be
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I felt the light before
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But I let it slip away
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I still keep on believin'
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It'll come back someday
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It's not the spotlight
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It ain't the candlelight
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And it ain't the streetlight
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Of some old street of dreams
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It ain't the moonlight
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Not even the sunlight
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But I've seen it shinin' in your eyes
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And you know what I mean
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Sometimes I try to tell myself
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"You know the light was never real" -
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A fantasy that used to be the way I used to feel
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But you and I know better now
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Even though it's been so long
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If your memory really serves you well
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You'd never tell me I'm wrong
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It's not the spotlight
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It ain't the candlelight
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And it ain't the streetlight
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Of some old street of dreams (no - no)
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It ain't the moonlight
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Not even the sunlight
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But I've seen it shinin' in your eyes
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And you know what I mean
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If I ever feel the light again
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you know things will have to change
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Names and faces, homes and places
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Will have to be re-arranged
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And you can help me come about
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If you're ever so inclined
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Ain't no rhyme or reason
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A woman can't change her mind
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It's not the spotlight
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It ain't the candlelight
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And it ain't the streetlight
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Of some old street of dreams (no - no)
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It ain't the moonlight
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Not even the sunlight
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But I've seen it shinin' in your eyes
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And you know what I mean
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(Repeat)
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IT'S NOT THE SPOTLIGHT
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Manhattan Transfer |