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This wild rose that I hold in my hand |
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It's the strangest thing I've seen |
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One bud, only just started to show |
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And the leaves are the lightest green |
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It's had it's share of the rain |
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It needs some feeling to light |
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It's fiery flame again |
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But one cruel lie and it could die |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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This wild rose that I hold in my hand |
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It could grow to be so strong |
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Born one night in the calm of the storm |
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It was made for a rock and roll song |
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It's only just seen the light |
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It could so easily fall back |
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To the gentle night |
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But one cruel lie and it could die |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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It's looking for a place to live outside all space and time |
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Where there's no need for it to fade |
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There's a secret garden that I think we can find |
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Lot's of sunshine, there's a touch of shade |
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Don't, don't, don't |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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This wild rose that I hold in my hand |
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It's the strangest thing I've seen |
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One bud only just started to show |
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And the leaves are the lightest green |
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It's had it's share of the rain |
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It needs some feeling to light |
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It's fiery flame again |
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But one cruel lie and it could die |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
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Oh Carol oh, won't you let this flower grow |
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Don't kill it Carol |
