| I woke up this morning
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| Same old questions in my head
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| At least the weather’s getting cooler now
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| No longer forced to leave my bed
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| The sun shines through my window
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| Makes my old house creak and moan
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| Reminds me of the old lady down the market
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| Sitting in the sun, stretching her weary bones
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| And I’ll leave the light on
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| So you can see
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| I’ll leave the light on
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| Should you decide to visit me
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| Time is time and time is time and time just rolls along
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| It’s with you every second
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| Though it has no shape or form
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| Sometimes I get so anxious
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| As your path leads you away
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| But I know it’s only my loneliness
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| And it passes with the day
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| I’ve been an angry and a jealous man
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| And I have no right to be
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| Perhaps it’s just my wicked, wicked ways
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| Catching up to me
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| Still I’ve done my time
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| And I’ve paid the price
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| After all what’s just a little pain
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| If I learn from my mistakes
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| Then my loss becomes my gain
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| Still I’ll leave the light on
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| So you can see
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| I’ll leave the light on
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| Should you decide to visit me
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| This is the end that is no end
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| With the beginning yet to come
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| I’m going to throw the doors wide open
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| I’m going to let my spirit run
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| I’m going to take the path that is most yielding
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| And in time my steps shall disappear
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| I’ll pound my head against the wall no more
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| I’ll be still so I can hear
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| And if I drop all my pretensions
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| About how much you broke my heart
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| I really do feel grateful
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| As we drift further apart
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| I will follow my distant vision
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| I’m going to listen to my voice
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| You showed me the way to freedom
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| You really made the only choice
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| And so you see
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| I’ll leave the light on
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| Should you decide
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| Should you ever decide to visit me |