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VERSE ONE:
It’s
12.01 in the morning,
It’s the start of a brand new day,
I’m still dreaming about you,
And all the things I’d like to say,
But six hours later, now I’m thinking,
As I watched the sunrise on the beach,
Somehow I’m stumbling, disbelieving,
You seem so far, so out of reach.
CHORUS:
You
know I’m not a rich man,
Rich in spirit, poor indeed,
But if the wise old man from Bethlehem,
Is listening, don’t make my poor heart bleed.
VERSE
TWO:
It’s
9.01 in the evening,
I fear I’m losing you again,
In my dreams I’m slowly falling,
From a time, I can’t regain.
CHORUS:
You
know I’m not a rich man,
Rich in spirit, poor indeed,
But if the wise old man from Islam,
Is listening, don’t make my poor heart bleed.
BRIDGE:
You need some time,
That’s why I’m leaving,
Even prophets can be wrong,
But if there is a God, in heaven, and he’s listening,
Don’t make me wait too long.
And if by chance you’re listening,
My heart’s still beating strong.
Written: November 18th & 19th, 2005
Words & Music by Geoff Dominy
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