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Now it seems the snow is melting |
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Can't you see the sun comes through |
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Spring isn't far away anymore |
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And the birds all around |
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Tell their story |
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Of places we don't know |
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How I wish I could follow |
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Now it seems the wind is changing |
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Chasing all the clouds away |
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I sit here alone in my little garden |
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and dream I could fly like a swallow |
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To places we don't know |
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Don't you ever want to follow |
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And I'd be where the days are longer |
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And I'd be where the nights aren't cold |
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Where the love in my heart is getting stronger |
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Before it's getting old |
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Now it seems the flowers are growing |
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Look around and you will see |
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Spring isn't far away anymore |
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And the birds all around |
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Tell their story |
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Of places we don't know |
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How I wish I could follow |
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And I'd be where the days are longer |
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And I'd be where the nights aren't cold |
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Where the love in my heart is getting stronger |
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Before it's getting old |
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And I'd be where the days are longer |
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And I'd be where the nights aren't cold |
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Where the love in my heart is getting stronger |
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Before it's getting old |
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Where the love in my heart is getting stronger |
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Before it's getting old |
