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Anne Linnet
Miscellaneous
Sunday in April
it is a quiet morning
and the sun peeks in
I wake up quite slowly
while you my cheek
and there is nothing to say
no, that's just the way it is
you are the most precious thing I have
and you made coffee
and filled your bathtub
I kiss you and think
that you are wonderful and beautiful
and there is nothing to say
no, that's just the way it is
you are the most precious thing I have
uh, Sunday in April
uh, Sunday in April
and this one morning
a Sunday in April
that gi my mind is calm
and it gives dreams a rest
for now everything stands still
a shining second
of all that is beautiful
and soft and round
like the stones that roll
into the shore of the beach
and lie there like jewels of color
for an eternity
så¥n you make my morning
oh yes, I'm just saying
you are the most precious thing I have
you make my morning now
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uh, Sunday in April
uh, Sunday in April
sometimes you wish it was always Sunday ..