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Now she sits by the riverside |
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Watching the waters glide by, |
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With a sigh |
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And the things she put faith in |
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Are ripples just waving her by |
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With a sigh |
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She sees lovers pass by with much more than a kiss |
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Ah this - little girl who had everything |
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Find she's nothing at all |
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Now the wind seems so cold |
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Seems all old as it laughs at her fears |
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And her tears |
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And as ducks swim away from her |
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Visions of past love appear |
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In her tears |
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She sees love in his face as she tells him to go, |
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And so - here's a girl who had everything |
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Find she's Nothing at all |
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What could she do if she saw him now; |
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Now that he's gone she's losing |
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If she could see what she's seeing now |
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For sure she's more than just choosing |
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Now she sits by the riverside |
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Watching the waters glide by, |
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With a sigh |
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And the things she put faith in |
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Are ripples just waving her by, |
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With a sigh |
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She sees lovers pass by with much more than a kiss |
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Ah this - little girl who had everything finds |
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She's nothing at all |
