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 Sunday morningAnd the sun comes crashing in
 And now, the door is closing
 And off you go again
 And I, I know you don't expect me
 To bare my soul and let you in
 But you're the one who gets me
 So I'm letting you know
 We always keep things open
 We always keep things open end
 But now I find I'm hoping
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend
 And while the world keeps turning
 And while the world turns round again
 Guess now I find I'm hoping
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend, eh eh
 My shoulders brushing
 With the strangers passing by
 And my thoughts keep rushing
 Back to you and I, now
 These unknown smiles infect me
 They make me wanna let you in
 But you're the one who gets me
 So I'm letting you know
 We always keep things open
 We always keep things open end
 But now I find I'm hoping
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend
 And while the world keeps turning
 And while the world turns round again
 Guess now I find I'm hoping
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend, eh eh
 
 
 We always keep things open
 We always keep things open-end
 But now I find I'm hoping
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend
 And while the world keeps turning
 And while the world turns round again
 Guess now I find I'm hoping
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend, eh eh
 
 You're more than a friend
 You're more than a friend, eh eh
 
 
		
		
	
 
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