Inside jokes and hopes and fears
Vows are broke and choked
Well, I remember the days when we owned this town
Singing
In the morning
I was weary
In the morning
I was lost
But in
Oh, you're my woman
and I'm your man
and there ain't nothing
Today the sun is shining bright and so am I
Cause
Today's the perfect day
So won't you come out to play
Won't
Last November
I was told
That love is blind
And
You fold his hands and smooth his tie, you gently
La la la, oh oh oh oh
La la la, oh
The hours are passing
The sand in the glass is
Falling down
I'm not a lonely boy
I have a million friends
But I
It's cold out in Spokane
And it's colder in London
But there's
Days are passing so slowly
Hours turning into weeks
And I am
What's mine is yoursThough you were never mineMy gracious doorsAre
You're my womanAnd I'm your manThere ain't nothing left to
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