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Why do you whisper, green grass |
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Why tell the trees what ain't so? |
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Whispering grass, the trees don't need to know... |
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Why do you whisper, green grass |
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Why tell the trees what ain't so? |
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Whispering grass, the trees don't need to know... |
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Why tell them all your secrets... who kissed here long ago? |
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Whispering grass... the trees don't need to know |
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Don't you tell it to the trees |
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Cause they will tell the birds and bees |
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And everyone will know |
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Because you told the blabbering trees |
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Yes you told them... once before |
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And it is no secret, anymore |
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Why tell them all the old things? |
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They're buried under the snow... |
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Whispering grass, the trees don't need to know |
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Don't you tell it to the trees |
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Cause they will tell it to the birds and bees... |
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And everyone will know |
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Because you told the blabbering trees |
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Yes you told them... once before |
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And it's no secret anymore |
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Why tell them all the old things? |
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They're buried under the snow |
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Whispering grass, the trees dont need to know... |
