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Looking back upon my youth-- |
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The time I always knew the truth. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to say goodbye. |
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To go back in the yard and play-- |
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If I could only have another day. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to make you cry. |
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To go back |
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On the hill beside the track |
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And try to concentrate. |
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All in all the places that I want to be, |
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No, it shows you that I could not wait. |
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So come back into my arms again. |
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This love of ours, it has no end. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to make you cry. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to say goodbye. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to see you cry. |
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To go back |
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On the hill beside the track |
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And try to concentrate. |
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All in all the places that I want to be, |
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No, it shows you that I could not wait. |
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So come back into my arms again. |
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This love of ours, it has no end. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to say goodbye. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to say goodbye. |
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I don't want to do it. |
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I don't want to make you cry. |
