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I can hear the morning paper
Falling in the hallway
I can hear the birds start singing summer blues
Another sleepless night's gone by and
Another day is dawning
Nothing will be different, nothing's new
Oh you never faild to catch me
You were always by my side

But you can't help me now
You could try but you would not know how
I'd be flying out of here
If I knew where wings get air
I don't think you can help me now

I know I need to be moving
I know I need to start with something
Give the world a smile, at least pretend
But when the champange leaves your body
There is just too much to cry for
And the lingering question of where the good days went