A Soft Place To Land taby ukulele według Waitress

(Intro)
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Sugar

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Sugar, butter, flour

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Sometimes I still see her

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My mother the dreamer

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She'd say, nothing's impossible child

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A dream needs believing

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To taste like the real thing

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Like some stranger you recognize

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So pure, so pure, so electric

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So sure, so sure, so connected

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To those little believers inside

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May we all be so lucky

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But dreams are elusive

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The kind we've gotten used to

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Is nothing I can feel


Nothing I can hold

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Nothing I can have

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Nothing that I know

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Dreams come and they go

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But hold them and keep them (but hold them and keep them)

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And know that you need them (and know that you need them)

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When your breaking point's all that you have 

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A dream is a soft place to land

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May we all be so lucky

(Outro)

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Sugar, butter, flour