Thursday morning ends another dream
Yesterday goes away
Leaving only half a memory
Yesterday goes away
Thursday morning and the sun is early
Thursday morning and the trees are singing
Thursday morning's here
Thursday morning, seven days are gone
Like today, every way
Windows on the dawn were very new
Like today, every way
Thursday morning has no sense of time
Seventeen, ever green
Hoping every day will always rhyme
Seventeen, ever green
Thursday morning ends another dream
Seventeen, ever green
Leaving only half a memory
Yesterday goes away
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