Break Of Dawn
One tear running down my cheek
Too bad my dreams are just out of reach
Just living one day at a time
Many things to do while in my prime
People to meet, places to go
I don't want to go without you though
Things to do all hours of the day
Letting the pieces of my life fall where they may
I will keep my hope with me, it is not gone
And I will pray and wish, until the break of dawn
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