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    You sit with the man who threw it all away
    And you dream of the birds that have flown away
    And you hope that you won't see it fall again

    And you will sing day by day, old joy comes back to me
    You'll sing day by day, old joy comes back to me

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    You say this is the life of the influence of dreams
    Tall buildings and a wife won't be enough for me
    There is more in the world to be found than dreams

    And you will sing day by day, old joy comes back to me
    You'll sing day by day, old joy comes back to me

    Forget the things that get away, forget the things that get away
    Don't dream of yesterday, don't dream of yesterday

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    Composition: Charlie Fink

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