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When I saw your face and the tears as they fell down |
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When I saw that old oak tree, the leaves they hit the ground |
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When I first realized that life would have its end |
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When I saw the tears fall down the day you lost your edge |
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I don't know what to say, cause |
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I can't explain the reasons |
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I can't explain the seasons |
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And things will come and go |
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Though we'll stay on our knees and bow our heads to pray |
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There's a number to our days, and that's all right with me |
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Each one is a gift, and brings us such great things |
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Like the crisp of the night, or a sparkling champagne sky |
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For these I give my thanks, for these I wipe your eyes |
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I don't know what to say, cause |
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I can't explain the reasons |
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I can't explain the seasons |
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And things will come and go |
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Though we'll stay on our knees and bow our heads to pray |
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We live for this moment |
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One day at a time |
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We live for this moment |
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You'll know that it's right |
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I don't know what to say, cause |
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I can't explain the reasons |
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I can't explain the seasons |
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And things will come and go |
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Though we'll stay on our knees and bow our heads to pray |
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There's a number to our days |
