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The day has left you worn and weary
You've got that troubled look in your eyes
Let go of dreams so dim and dreary
Let my voice bring you clockwise
So let me sing to you
Let me sing to you
Here in your bedroom
Let me sing to you
Let me sing to you
Let me sing to you
Here in your bedroom
Let me sing to you
There's no bad dream left to take you
There's no disenchanting surprise
I can bring you through toward daylight
Let my song bring you clockwise
So let me sing to you
Let me sing to you
Here in your bedroom
Let me sing to you
Let me sing to you
Let me sing to you
Here in your bedroom
Let me sing to you
But will it be, will it be enough?
Will it be, will it be enough?
It can be, it can be enough
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