| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Don’t know what I would do without loving you
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| I feel you toss and turn at night and know you’re miles away
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| Down roads of yesterday, don’t know how long I can hold you
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| I see you staring at the old brown boots you used to wear
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| Now they don’t go nowhere, least not today
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| But I know that there are times there’s distance in your eyes
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| Although I know you love me, something in me dies
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Or when I turn to start our day, will you be gone?
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| I don’t know what I would do without loving you
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| I know the subway’s not the kind of train you wanna ride
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| Now that you’ve seen both sides, don’t know how long I can hold you
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| I thought the love I had for you would make you wanna stay
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| Will you be going away? |
| You never say
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| But I can’t ignore the signs, the «you're so happy» lines
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| Along the walks each evening, something in me dies
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Or when I turn to start our day, will you be gone?
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Don’t know what I would do without loving you
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| Don’t know what I would do without loving
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Or when I turn to start our day, will you be gone?
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Don’t know what I would do without loving you
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| Don’t know what I would do without loving
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning?
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| Or when I turn to start our day, will you be gone?
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| Will you be here when I wake up in the morning? |