Well I don't drink as much as I used to Lately, it just ain't my style And the hard times don't hurt like they ought to They pass quicker, like when I was a child
And somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the life I have found It keeps my feet on the ground
And the midsummer days sit so heavy But don't they flow like the breeze through your mind When nothing appears in a hurry To make up for someone's lost time
And somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound like the sun going down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the life I have found It keeps my feet on the ground
And somehow I've learned how to listen For a sound like the breeze dying down In the magic the morning is bringing There's a song for the friend I have found She keeps my feet on the ground She keeps my feet on the ground
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