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Aselin Debison

(Debison/Salter/Thomson) It's Friday afternoon The rain is pouring down I walk through the puddles Each one a different sound I pass your house

When I look around me Everything's so blurry In a world that's bigger than me When there's no one to talk to I can lay mine on you You will always comfort

Love is taking it's own sweet time I get a little impatient sometimes But the blue sky's up above White clouds sail away And hey what's not to love About

(Debison/Salter/Thomson) It's Sunday morning My body just won't go I'll shower, put on my makeup Hoping you won't show I'm sittin' here watchin'

When the waves roll on Over the waters And the oceans cry We look to our sons and daughters To explain our lives As if a child could tell us why

Sweet is the melody, so hard to come by It's so hard to make every note bend just right You lay down the hours and leave not one trace but a tune

I wish you out of the woods and into the picture with me I wish you over the moon come out of the question and be If this is going to run round

Some days I feel sad and lonely some days I feel fine! Some days the clock just ticks too slowly and I wish away my time. I wish away my time when

Wish I could whistle down the Northern Lights And send them dancing all across the night Maybe then when all the sky was blazing Maybe then I'd feel