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There's a time an late september |
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When the leaves begin to fall |
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And the shore is empty ready to surrender |
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Picket fences seem to linger |
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As the wind begins to blow |
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And the traces in the sand are getting slender |
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R- |
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I don't want to say goodbye |
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Like the summer days I'll miss you |
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Seasons change but we must try |
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How can I forget I kissed you? |
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(Repeat) |
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2- |
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There's a place that I remember |
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Where we secretly could go |
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Just to whisper magic in the moonlight splendour |
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There's a place down by the water |
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Where the birds of summer show |
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Just before they fly away in late september |
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3- |
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I don't want to say goodbye |
