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Started like seed a twinkle in an eye
Slowly growing daily growing deeper inside Only mother nature knows, knows the reasons why We fall in love each morning when you open your new eyes Keep smiling just like an angel, tiny finger tips touching mine Only mother nature knows, knows the reason why We fell in love the first time that we heard you softly cry Open your eyes to the morning won't you Open your eyes to the morning won't you Open your eyes to the morning of new life So begins the day The morning of new life Tender is the way the sun sets the world alight Only mother nature knows, knows the reasons why We fall in love each morning when you open your new eyes Keep smiling just like an angel, tiny finger tips touching mine Only mother nature knows, knows the reason why We fell in love the morning you were born my morning child Open your eyes to the morning won't you Open your eyes to the morning won't you Open your eyes to the morning of new life |
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Work all day as men who know
Wheels must turn to keep the flow Build on up, don't break the chain Sparks will fly when the whistle blows Never stop the action - keep it up (keep it up) Never stop the action - keep it up (keep it up) Work to the rhythm, live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm, slave to the rhythm Axe to wood in ancient times Man machine, power line Fires burn, hearts beat strong Sing out loud the chain gang song Never stop the action - keep it up (keep it up) Never stop the action - keep it up (keep it up) Breathe to the rhythm, dance to the rhythm Work to the rhythm, live to the rhythm Love to the rhythm, be slave the rhythm This is my life, and I am what I am Slave to the rhythm, and you walk to the rhythm Love to the rhythm, slave to the rhythm Love to the rhythm, be a slave to the rhythm (keep it up, keep it up, keep it up, keep it up) |
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> All the souvenirs
In my memories Got me going down in strike All the souvenirs In my memories Got me ruining my soul All the souvenirs In my memories Got me going down in strike All the souvenirs In my memories Got me ruining my soul But if you tell me What I should be offering But if you tell me What I should be offering Then maybe The sun is increasingly high All the souvenirs In my memories Got me ruining my soul But if you tell me What I should be offering |
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I believe
You could be What I need To believe I believe You could be What I need To believe I believe You could be What I need To believe I believe You could be What I need To believe It's the same old song That I always sing each year But because it's perennial don't make it less real And I believe That she could be What I need To believe I believe (I believe) You could be What I need To believe I believe You could be What I need (Oh just keeps coming round again) To believe I believe You could be What I need (It just keeps coming round again) To believe I believe You could be What I need (It just keeps coming round again) To believe The conclusion I need is easily reached with you You have given me all and there's nothing left to do And I believe That she could be What I need To believe I believe Just keeps coming round again I believe You could be What I need (Just keeps coming round again) To believe I believe You could be What I need (It just keeps coming round again) To believe I believe You could be What I need (It just keeps coming round again) To believe I believe You could be What I need To believe |
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