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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