| Swing on my love, in the morning
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| Like the orchids do, without warning
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| Swing on my love, in the morning
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| Like the orchids do, without warning
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| Stood by watering your garden
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| Just the other day
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| Knowing I had no luck with flowers
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| Or your sweet embrace
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| I know in time the pain will wash away
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| I know your heart is surely here to stay
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| Swing on my love, in the morning
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| Like the orchids do, without warning
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| Swing on my love, in the morning
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| Like the orchids do, without warning
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| (In your ceramic bowel, heat will surely take its toll
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| May the water wash through to you
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| When your thoughts dry you up
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| May your balance fill the cup
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| May freedom free you of all your blues)
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| Stood by watering your garden
|
| Just the other day
|
| Knowing I had no luck with flowers
|
| Or your sweet embrace
|
| I know in time the pain will wash away
|
| I know your heart is surely here to stay
|
| Swing on my love, in the morning
|
| Like the orchids do, without warning
|
| Swing on my love, in the morning
|
| Like the orchids do, without warning
|
| (In your ceramic bowel, heat will surely take its toll
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| May the water wash through to you
|
| When your thoughts dry you up
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| May your balance fill the cup
|
| May freedom free you of all your blues)
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| I wanted to go home (push through the water)
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| I wanted to go home (until it’s laughter) |