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Walter Hyatt |
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Oh my dearest darling - you're on my mind tonight |
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Now that spring is coming |
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I see the leaves are bright |
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But when I read your letters |
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I remember those lines |
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Oh no, deeper than love |
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Oh that mountain music, it makes me think of you |
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When I hear that mountain music |
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I want you to hear it, too |
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But when I read your letters |
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I remember those lines |
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Oh no, it's deeper than love |
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It's a simple beat of a heart, like a glove on the hand of time |
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Been so long we've been apart - when |
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I remember your life, |
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I remember mine |
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Oh my dearest darling, |
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I'm no one's sweetheart now |
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I thought love was behind me but it's always you somehow |
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And when I read your letters |
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I remember those lines |
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Oh no, it's deeper than love |
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Like a simple beat of heart, it's a glove on the hand of time |
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It's been so long we've been apart - when |
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I remember your life |
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I still remember mine, yeah, |
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I remember mine |
