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Spring was never waiting for us dear It ran one step ahead |
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As we followed in the dance Between the parted pages and were pressed |
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In love's hot fevered iron Like a striped pair of pants |
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* MacArthur's Park is melting in the dark |
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All the sweet green icing flowing down... |
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Someone left the cake out in the rain |
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I don't think that I can take it |
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'cause it took so long to bake it |
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And I'll never have that recipe again Oh no * |
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I recall the yellow cotton dress Foaming like a wave |
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On the ground around your knees |
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The birds like tender babies in your hands |
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And the old men playing checkers by the trees |
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Repeat * |
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There will be another song for me For I will sing it |
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There will be another dream for me Someone will bring it |
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I will drink the wine while it is warm |
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And never let you catch me looking at the sun |
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And after all the loves of my life |
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After all the loves of my life You'll still be the one. |
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I will take my life into my hands and I will use it |
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I will win the worship in their eyes and I will lose it |
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I will have the things that I desire |
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And my passion flow like rivers through the sky. |
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And after all the loves of my life |
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After all the loves of my life You'll still be the one |
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And I'll ask myself why |