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You are a true honeymoon child |
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Conceived on an island on the sun |
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Heels dug in the white sand |
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Loved and adored from day one |
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Raised in the wild space between two hearts |
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Where vines climb trees toward the light |
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Running naked, dragging a kite |
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Or your dress on a string |
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You bring out the soft side in everyone |
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We gather like ravens on a rusty scythe |
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Just to watch such a little dove |
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Just to watch such a little dove fly away |
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Mr. Bones from town |
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Said he saw you the other day |
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Said you'd changed but he wouldn't say how |
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It can always turn, it can always turn |
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The wind can always turn |
