[Verse 1]
There's hardly a mouthful of air
In the room where breakfast is set
And I know could she speak
She would say "What’s wrong with light?"
[Verse 2]
Draw the blind up, look at the day
Listen to the birds sing
The hours
And there in joy you'll be
There's hardly a mouthful of air
In the room where breakfast is set
And I know could she speak
She would say "What’s wrong with light?"
[Verse 2]
Draw the blind up, look at the day
Listen to the birds sing
The hours
And there in joy you'll be
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