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Sunday morning
No I'm not crying
If you would pretend
You were still asleep
The kids would be playing
While I forget
A lot of things
I had a scar under my left eye
we went skating
Little good
The sun will be doing
To my face
Sunday morning
No I'm not crying
If you would pretend
You were still asleep
The kids would be playing
While I forget
A lot of things
I had a scar under my left eye
we went skating
Little good
The sun will be doing
To my face