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Spring was never waiting for us girl it ran one step ahead as we followed in the dance |
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'Tween the parted pages and were pressed |
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In love's hot fevered iron like a stripped pair of pants |
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I recall the yellow cotton dress |
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Foaming like a wave on the ground around your knees |
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And birds like tender babies in your hands |
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And the old man playing checkers by the trees |
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Mac Arturh Park is melting in the dark all the sweet green ising flowing down |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that I can take it cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never had that recipe again oh no |
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There will be another songs for me for I will sing it |
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There will be another dream for me someone will bring it |
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I'll drink the wine while it is warm and never let you catch me looking in the sun |
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But after all the loves of my life after all the loves of my life you'll still be the one |
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I will take my life into my hands and I will use it |
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I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it |
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I will have the things that I desire |
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And my passions flow like rivers through the sky |
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But after all the loves of my life oh after all the loves of my life |
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I'll be thinking of you and wondering why |
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Mac Arturh Park is melting... |
