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This bitter earth |
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Well, what fruit it bears? |
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What good is love, love? |
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That no one shares |
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And if my life is like the dust |
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That hides the glow of a rose |
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What good am |
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I?Heaven only knows |
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Ooh, this bitter earth |
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Well, can be so cold |
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On this day you're young |
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Too soon you're old |
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But while a voice within me cries |
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Someone may answer my call |
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And this bitter earth, ooh |
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May not be so bitter after all |
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This bitter earth |
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Can be so cold |
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Today you're young, young |
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Too soon, too old |
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I said, this bitter earth |
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Can be so cold |
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Today you're young, so young |
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Before you know it, you're growing old |
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While a voice within me cries |
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Someone may answer my call |
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And this bitter earth, ooh |
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May not be so bitter, so bitter after all |
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This bitter earth |
