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COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
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Paroles
Friday morning all alone
One by one the stars each say goodbye
Yeah pictures and a thousand words
A thousand miles turning into song
And I want you to know
I feel lucky to know you
Cut open my heart
And you'll see that it's true
I want you to know
I feel lucky to know you
I feel lucky to know you
Yeah summer faded into fall
And with it came the writing on the wall
So I sent a thousand letters on
The backs of silver angels through the sky
And I want you to know
I feel lucky to know you
Cut open my heart
And you'll see that it's true
I want you to know
I feel lucky to know you
I feel lucky to know you
I took a drive, it's what I do
And wrote another song for you
The things we want, the things we crave
We have no choice, the choice is made
And I want you to know
I feel lucky to know you
Cut open my heart
And you'll see that it's true
I want you to know
I feel lucky to know you
I feel lucky to know you
I feel lucky to know...
Friday mornings all alone
And one by one the stars each say goodbye
Writer(s): Lucas Reynolds, Tim Lauer
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