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Simple Days
ME & The Robots
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Morning light, the kettle sings
But you'd forget the tea, lost in other things
Oversleeping, dreams so grand
With a ukulele, strumming in your hand
Oh, I miss those simple days
Sunday nights, your unique ways
Clearing out the cluttered mail
I miss you, Abigail
You'd laugh at the tea left cold
In those moments, stories told
Fingers dancing on the strings
Creating joy, simple things
Oh, I miss those simple days
Sunday nights, your unique ways
Clearing out the cluttered mail
I miss you, Abigail
Now the kettle's quiet, the tea untouched
But your memory, I miss so much
Your laughter echoes, soft and clear
In every note, I feel you near
Oh, I miss those simple days
Sunday nights, your unique ways
Clearing out the cluttered mail
I miss you, Abigail
So here's to you, wherever you roam
In every song, in every home
Your spirit stays, forever free
A part of you, always with me
Oh, I miss those simple days
Sunday nights, your unique ways
Clearing out the cluttered mail
I miss you, Abigail
Oh, I miss those simple days
Sunday nights, your unique ways
Clearing out the cluttered mail
I miss you, Abigail