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The Sunday Cafter, there was Amlaughter in the air
EveryGbody had a kite, and they were Fflying everywhere
And all the Ctrouble went away and it Amwasn't just a dream
And all the Gtrouble went away and it Fwasn't just a dream
In the Fmiddle of the night, we try and Gtry with all our mights
To Amlight a little Glight down Fhere
In the Fmiddle of the night, we dream Gof a million kites
Flying Amhigh above the Gsadness and the Ffear
CAmGF
Little sister, just remember as you wander through the blue
The little kite that you sent flying on a Sunday afternoon
Made of something light as nothing made of joy that matters too
How the little dreams we dream are all we can really do
In the Fmiddle of the night, the world Gturns with all its might
A Amlittle diamondG colored Fblue
In the Fmiddle of the night, we keep Gsending little kites
UnAmtil a little Glight gets Fthrough
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