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Well, in the morning
We'll have to pretend again, smiling
You'll be my good friend again
Hold me
The light comes a-creeping in the morning
The curtain will rise again
I know, I know because
I've done this one before
Well, it's the end there
Just the beginning
And I'm here
Caught in the middle
Loving you comes
As easy as breathing
Loving you comes
When everyone's leaving
I know, I know because
I've done this one before
I know, I know
Why must it be so?
Why ask for the moon?
Well, there's just so much
To want to be with her
Where was I when
She was in trouble?
Now I'm here and
Too late, as usual
In the morning
Well, she'll be returning
I know, I know because
I've read this one before
I know, I know
Why must it be so?
Why ask for the moon?
In the morning
They'll have to pretend again, smiling
You'll be my good friend again
Hold me
The light comes a-creeping in the morning
The curtain will rise again
I know, I know because
We've played this one before
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TIME, you old gipsy man,
Will you not stay,
Put up your caravan
Just for one day?
All things I'll give you
Will you be my guest,
Bells for your jennet
Of silver the best,
Goldsmiths shall beat you
A great golden ring,
Peacocks shall bow to you,
Little boys sing,
Oh, and sweet girls will
Festoon you with may.
Time, you old gipsy,
Why hasten away?
Last week in Babylon,
Last night in Rome,
Morning, and in the crush
Under Paul's dome;
Under Paul's dial
You tighten your rein—
Only a moment,
And off once again;
Off to some city
Now blind in the womb,
Off to another
Ere that's in the tomb.
Time, you old gipsy man,
Will you not stay,
Put up your caravan
Just for one day?
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