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(Jeff Cook) |
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I remember, walking through flowers |
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In a garden of a mem'ry I'm thinkin' of |
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I remember, being in heaven |
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Some other place, some other time, some other love |
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I remember, walking on silver sand |
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With a mid summer moon shining above |
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And I remember, the taste of her sweet lips |
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Some other place, some other time, some other love |
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I remember holding her close to me |
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And I can picture the nights we shared alone |
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When I'm dreaming, it all seems so real to me |
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Then I wake up and find it's all done |
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Tomorrow, I may be holding another girl |
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But tonight she's not the one I'm thinkin' of |
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Could it be, my life would just be a mem'ry |
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Of some other place, some other time, some other love |
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Of some other place, some other time, some other love |
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Of some other place, some other time, some other love... |
