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Memories like the corners of my mind |
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Misty water call of my memories of the way we were |
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Scattered Pictures of the smiles we left behind |
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Smiles we gave to one another for the way we were |
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Can it be that it was all so simple then |
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Or as diary written every line |
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If we had the chance to do it all again |
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Tell me, would we ? Could we ? |
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Memories may be beautiful and yet |
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What's too painful to remember |
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We simply choose to forget |
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So it's the laughter we will remember |
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We never will remember the way we were |
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(*repeat) |
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The way we were... |
