it's morning, the sun is shining, and all i can think about is you
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the fresh air, the chirping of the birds -- they're the same thing
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but i can't stop crying
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why do they make me feel so sad?
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the scenery flashes by the train window, i have no idea where you are
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two sugars in my cup of coffee, it makes me want to meet you right away
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the world ends today, i thought
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and smiled, but just a little
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the night wind travels the sky and envelopes the place you're at
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a familiar gentle voice -- it's the same voice
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but i can't stop crying
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why does it feel so comforting?
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the smell of the rain, the creaking of the door, my heart flutters
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a faded out-of-season photograph, it makes me want to show it to you right away
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if you would appear now
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time will stop, and so will my breath
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before i knew it everything leads me to that thought
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the next thing you'll say, the next look you'll give, it makes me want to know them right away
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looks like we'll meet today
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this is somewhat, rather, a little, fufufu...
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