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Spring was never waiting for us, girl |
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It ran one step ahead |
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As we followed in the dance |
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Between the parted pages and were pressed |
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In love's hot, fevered iron |
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Like a striped pair of pants |
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MacArthur |
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Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet, green icing flowing down |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that |
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I can take it |
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Cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again |
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Oh, no!I recall the yellow cotton dress |
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Foaming like a wave |
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On the ground around your knees |
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The birds, like tender babies in your hands |
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And the old men playing checkers by the trees |
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MacArthur |
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Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet, green icing flowing down |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that |
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I can take it |
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Cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again |
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Oh, no!There will be another song for me |
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For I will sing it |
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There will be another dream for me |
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Someone will bring it |
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I will drink the wine while it is warm |
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And never let you catch me looking at the sun |
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And after all the loves of my life |
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After all the loves of my life |
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You'll still be the one |
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I will take my life into my hands and |
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I will use it |
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I will win the worship in their eyes and |
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I will lose it |
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I will have the things that |
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I desireAnd my passion flow like rivers through the sky |
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And after all the loves of my life |
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After all the loves of my life |
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I'll be thinking of you |
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And wondering why |
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MacArthur |
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Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet, green icing flowing down |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that |
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I can take it |
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Cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again |
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Oh, no!Oh, no |
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No, noOh no! |
