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Good Morning Dear - The Box Tops
Were the nights any sweeter
The mornings any cooler when she was here
Or was the mind grown accustomed
To hearing"Good morning Dear"
Should I still feel all the sunshine
That remembering brings to mind
With my thoughts of her
Lord we both know things could
Never be the way they were
Her little girl illusions
Built the wall of confusion
Between right and wrong
That stands between her
And the dream I had cherished so long
Now faded and tattered
Once all that mattered when she was here
And a mind grown accustomed
To hearing"Good morning dear"
Her little girl illusions
Built the wall of confusion
Between right and wrong
That stands between her and
The dream I had cherished so long
Now faded and tattered
Once all that mattered when she was here
And a mind grown accustomed to
Hearing"Good morning dear"
Good morning Dear Good morning Dear
