Something left with you that morning while the dew was on the ground
And without so much as asking you turned feelings into sound
Let’s remember there’s an ending even though we’ve just begun
We’ll make cliché’s out of living in the only way we can
I don’t care for words this morning while the dew is on the ground
And without so much as asking I’ll turn feelings into sound

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