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There are places I remember |
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All my life though some have changed |
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Some forever, not for better |
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Some are gone and some remain |
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All these places have their meaning |
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With lovers and friends I still can recall |
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Some are dead and some are living |
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In my life I loved them all |
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But of all these friends and lovers |
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There is no one compares with you |
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And these memories lose their meaning |
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When I think of love as something new |
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Though I know I'll never lose affection |
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For people and things that went before |
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I know I'll often stop and think about them |
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In my life I love you more |
