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Sipping summer through the air |
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Blows over the green to me |
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Leave behind spider lines |
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Underneath the tree where I was sitting |
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Finger trailing through the grass |
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Gently kiss my thoughts as they go |
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My feet are weightless carried on silver notes |
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Coming up from daffodils |
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Dance beside the road and |
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This day is mine, this day is mine |
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Cartwheel leaves pass my feet |
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Tickling the ground as they go |
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Cardigan on my shoulders |
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Takin in the colours of the park |
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I've got the feeling of that first strech |
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in the morning going on and on and on |
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Got my hallo swinging on my finger |
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For frisbee with the sun |
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This day is mine |
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This day is mine |
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And I want to share it, want to share it |
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Want to share it with you |