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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

You say this is the line

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 sing day by day

old joy comes back to me

you 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