Morning at last
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Every night is a fight till you're waking
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Dreams dancing past
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Through the silence of sleep dawn is breaking
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I wait, and watch until then
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And I am not like other birds of prey
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And I am not like other birds of prey
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And night is long,
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You are needing me
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For when dressed up tall
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I am there to see
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That fear holds no sway
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Soft is my flight
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And my eyes kill the lies that attack you
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Life is my right
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And in sleep's little bed I protect you
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So hear, lest my presence dismay
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That I am not like other birds of prey
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That I am not like other birds of prey
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When hopes are young
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And your cares are few
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Then I soar above
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Keeping truth in view
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...And my name is Love
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Aubade And I Am Not Like The Other Birds of Prey
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| Supertramp |
