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Ain't it hard
When you wake up
In the morning
And you find out
That those
Other days
Are gone?
All you have
Is memories
Of happiness
Lingerin' on
You might wonder
Who can I turn to
On this cold
And chilly night
Of gloom
The answer
To that question
Is nowhere
In this room
All your dreams
And your lovers
Won't protect you
They're
Only passing
Through you
In the end
They'll leave
You stripped of all
That they
Can get to
And wait for you
To come back again
You might wonder
Who I can turn to
On this cold
And chilly night
Of gloom
The answer
To that question
Is nowhere
In this room
Yet still a light
Is shining
From that lamp
On down the hall
Maybe the star
Of Bethlehem
Wasn't a star
At all
