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Why must you shed such tender tears |
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In the evening of your years? |
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No other love could stem the tide |
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Of the loneliness I hide |
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Open your heart and let me live |
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All the promises I could give |
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The sun and moon and all the stars |
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They bow down to you whenever you pass |
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In a world of fading sadness |
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An emerald ring, a photograph |
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That look in your eyes, the brush of your cheek |
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These are the moments in life that I seek |
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No reason or rhyme, no presence of mind |
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Just a dance to the music of time |
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Why must you shed such tender tears |
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In the evening of your years? |
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No other love could stem the tide |
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Of the loneliness I hide |
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Inside out, upside down |
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Obscured by clouds, or underground |
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The sun and moon and all the stars |
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They bow down to you whenever you pass |
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Wherever you are, whenever you speak |
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These are the moments in my life that I seek |
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No reason or rhyme, by chance or design |
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Just a dance to the music of time |
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Open your heart and let me live |
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All the promises that I could give |
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The sun and moon and all the stars |
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They bow down to you whenever you pass |
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No reason or rhyme, by chance or design |
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Just a dance to the music of time |
