| She comes to my bed like a whisper
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| Slips in the sheet like a ghost
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| Says to my ear «Hey mister
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| You need to take this girl to the coast
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| I need to kick my feet up in the ocean
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| Feel the taste of salt sea spray
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| Baby let’s live in the moment
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| Cause it feels like life is taking the moment away
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| Let’s Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day"
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| In the kitchen in the morning
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| She poured coffee in my favorite cup
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| She’s been dancing on the linoleum-- bare foot
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| The squeaking nearly woke me up
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| She put Tom Jones on the stereo
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| — Now that I could do without
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| Ah, but who needs perfection?
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| I like the tension when there’s room for doubt'
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| Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day
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| Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day
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| She brought some pens, a couple of notebooks
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| A postcard, a blanket, a bottle of Merlot
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| And the sky provided the sunset
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| Me — I brought the music of Nat King Cole
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| «And I’d come back as a sea-gull,» I said
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| «If in the next life they’d give you the choice…»
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| «I'd come back with you--we could go flying,»
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| She said, «You'd hear me raise my voice, to'
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| Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day
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| Seize the day, Seize the day, Seize the day" |