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Evening is the time of day
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I find nothing much to say
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Don't know what to do
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But I come to
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When it's early in the morning
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Over by the window day is dawning
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When I feel the air
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I feel that life is very good to me
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You know
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In the sun there's so much yellow
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Something in the early morning meadow
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Tells me that today you're on your way
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And you'll be coming home to me
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Home to me
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Nighttime isn't clear to me
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I find nothing near to me
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Don't know what to do
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But I come to
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When it's early in the morning
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Very, very early without warning
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I can feel a newly formed vibration
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Sneaking up on me again
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There's a sunbird on my pillow
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And I can see the funny weeping willow
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I can see the sun
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You're on your way
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You'll be coming home
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Evening is the time of day
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I find nothing much to say
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Don't know what to do
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But I come to
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When it's early in the morning
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Over by the window day is dawning
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When I feel the air
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I feel that life is very good to me
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You know
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In the sun there's so much yellow
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Something in the early morning meadow
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Tells me that today you're on your way
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And you'll be coming home to me
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When it's early in the morning
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I can feel a newly formed vibration
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Sneaking up on me again...
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early in the morning
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| Vanity Fare |
