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I feel the symptoms of spring |
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Feeling the scent of a flower |
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That spin around, |
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My senses on fire |
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Can you hear an ocean of sound |
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Spending its strength upon the shore, |
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Shall sleep no more |
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But light my desire. |
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Give me back my days of roses |
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But don't forget that book that closes, |
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The wherefores and whys that led us here and now. |
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Oh delicious circle, it took me in |
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Down the garden path and back out again, |
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Hope that drove me down the wall, |
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Screaming at my dreaming, 'don't let them fall'. |
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[solo] |
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Give me back my days of roses |
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But don't forget that book that closes, |
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The wherefores and whys that led us here and now |
