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Hello little |
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MarthaThere you stand with the stems of the roses still in your hand |
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The seasons of time |
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The weather, your face, you little |
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Martha, there's no disgrace |
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So now little |
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Martha, here you live |
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You're just 12 years old, have no time to play |
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The sun don't arise when you're not in my eyes |
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Not a day goes by without you |
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Even though you're looking down on me |
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Tell me angel, will you remember me? |
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Oh little |
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Martha, as |
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I stand at your feet |
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I see now that the circle is ought to complete |
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Now while |
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I stand here feeling so sad |
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Because we both know the good times we had |
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So now little |
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Martha, here you live |
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Your life is all gone, no time to play, oh |
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The sun don't arise when you're not in my eyes |
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Not a day goes by without you |
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Even though you're looking down on me |
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Tell me angel |
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The sun don't arise when you're not in my eyes |
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Not a day goes by without you |
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Even though you're looking down on me |
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Tell me angel, will you remember me? |
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Oh little |
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Martha |
