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Draw me no maps, vow me no vows |
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No they-perhaps, just here-and-nows |
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Tomorrow's dream is not my dream |
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It comes too late and I can't wait |
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The river runs with one remark |
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Get on your way, it's growing dark |
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And so I live to have my say |
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To get and give each burning day |
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And if in time I find my love |
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He'll find that I'm no frightened dove |
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For all too soon young love is passed |
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It's tender leaves fall off too fast |
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Each rising hill, each falling stream |
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Cause to fulfill each day's new dream |
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Some brighter road to fly along |
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Some stronger wine, some wilder song |
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And when I'm gone don't shed one tear |
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The world will know that I've been here! |
