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Why do I feel rejected |
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My passion misdirected |
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I turned for consolation |
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To the weeping cherry tree |
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Our fates are tied together |
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The leaves are all a shiver |
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The fruit begins to wither |
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And falls early from the tree |
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Follow that old weeping cherry tree |
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Follow that old weeping cherry tree |
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Take me home and lead me |
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Lead me silent to your table |
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Feed me your caresses |
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Far from the weeping cherry tree |
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And as my eyes are closing |
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Or tears fall without warning |
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I need to feel the blossom |
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Of kisses cool upon my brow |
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Follow that old weeping cherry tree |
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Follow that old weeping cherry tree |
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Follow that old weeping cherry tree |
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Follow that old weeping cherry tree |
