Fall out of bed and catch a fading star
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Fancy, I woke up before my alarm
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Rub my mind through my eyes, it’s the best I can do
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Before it’s automatic habit of returning to you
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Though I smile when it happens almost as if it was magic
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It means there’s a God somewhere and He’s laughing
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And I shuffle my slipper-less toes to the kitchen
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Still low to the ground, but high on living
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And I know, I know, it’s gonna be a good day
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Hello, hello, you beautiful thing
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Waking up, I stretch my body and acknowledge some aches
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It must be something I did yesterday
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Pour a cup of liquid gold, because my engine’s still cold
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But in a minute everything’s gonna change
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'Cause I know, I know, it’s gonna be a good day
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Hello, hello, you beautiful thing
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Hello, hello, you beautiful thing
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And this is what I’ve been waiting for
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(This is what I’ve been waiting for)
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This is what I’ve been waiting for
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(This is what I’ve been waiting for)
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Looking out from a cul-de-sac watching the bend
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Of the Earth take the black of the night from the dirt
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I can see from the depths of my readjusting eyes
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A reflection of yes’s and that ever-changing sky
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But why do bad dreams linger long after I awake
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I don’t need no scenes of violence or pain replayed
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And I feel quite foolish sometimes when I pray
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But my thoughts are all I got so I try to make 'em brave
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And I know, I know, it’s gonna be a good day
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Hello, hello, you beautiful thing
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Hello, hello, you beautiful thing
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Oh this is what I’ve been waiting for
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(This is what I’ve been waiting for)
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Oh this is what I’ve been waiting for
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(This is what I’ve been waiting for)
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Oh this is what I’ve been waiting for
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(This is what I’ve been waiting for)
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Oh this is what I’ve been waiting for
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(Hello)
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And I know, I know, it’s gonna be a good day
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Hello, hello, you beautiful thing |