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Morning finds you on the shore Quiet coastline, never asked for more Morning finds you in the sand I will be there holding out my hand Great blue heron, calling out your name I still hear her whispering the same Drifting higher in the blue Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you Ooh-ooh, she reminds me of you From Letras Mania