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Skylark, Have you anything to say to me? |
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Won't you tell me where my love can be? |
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Is there a meadow in the mist |
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Where someone's waiting to be kissed? |
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Skylark, Have you seen a valley green with spring? |
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Where my heart can go a journeying |
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Over the shadows and the rain |
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To a blossom covered lane? |
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And in your lonely flight, |
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Haven't you heard the music in the night? |
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Wonderful music, |
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Faint as a will-o'-the-wisp, |
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Crazy as a loon, |
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Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon! |
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Oh Skylark, |
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I don't know if you can find these things, |
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But my heart is riding on your wings, |
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So, if you see them anywhere, |
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Won't you lead me there? |