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I woke up this morning and the sun was gone |
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Turned on some music to start my day |
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I lost myself in a familiar song |
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I closed my eyes and I slipped away |
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It's more than a feeling |
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More than a feeling |
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When I hear that old song they used to play |
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More than a feeling |
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And I begin dreaming |
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More than a feeling |
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'Til I see Mary Ann walk away |
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I see my Mary Ann walkin' away |
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So many people have come and gone |
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Their faces fade as the years go by |
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Yet I still recall as I wander on |
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As clear as the sun in the summer sky |
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It's more than a feeling |
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More than a feeling |
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When I hear that old song they used to play |
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More than a feeling |
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And I begin dreaming |
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More than a feeling |
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'Til I see Mary Ann walk away |
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I see my Maria Ann walkin' away |
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When I'm tired and thinking cold |
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I hide in my music, forget the day |
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And dream of a girl I used to know |
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I closed my eyes and she slipped away |
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She slipped away |
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It's more than a feeling |
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More than a feeling |
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When I hear that old song they used to play |
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More than a feeling |
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And I begin dreaming |
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More than a feeling |
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'Til I see Mary Ann walk away |
