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Now that you`ve grown into such a fine girl,

With lips red as evening sky,

If those stars had half of the light in your eyes,

There`d be no need for daytime at all.



Skin white like softly laid snow on the ground,

So tempted to put my hands in,

This world could do with a billion you`s,

To sort out the troubles we`re in.



(Chorus)



I don`t mind, i don`t mind the sunshine.

I don`t like, i don`t like the daytime.

Cos daytime we work and we`re seperate, oh.



A smile that could melt the most frozen heart,

A stare that could turn men to stone.

Well now my heart beat`s returning and my muscles burning,

When you say that you want me alone.



So this one`s for all the unlucky ones,

who`s had their love stripped from their side.

But going through this world without you girl,

I tell you, i`d much rather die.



(Chorus X2)



You clock in at Heaven at ten to nine,

So dust off you`re wings and just fly.