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When love in to my dreams was creeping |
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I gave my heart in to your keeping |
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It brought the harvest I am reaping |
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And I always wonder now |
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When summer twilight's gently falling |
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I'd love to know if you're recalling |
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Your tender words to me enthralling |
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And my heart is wond'ring still |
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When you have another's arms about you, |
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Do you ever think of me |
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When you whisper "I can't live without you," |
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Do you ever think of me |
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And when your eyes disguise the same old loving lies, |
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You tell so tenderly |
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Deep in your heart unfeeling |
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When some heart you're stealing |
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Do you ever think of me. |
