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Lambert |
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Looks around with angel face |
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She does everything with amazing grace |
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She wears smart clothes but no one knows |
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She's got nobody waiting at home. |
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She is not the only song I sing |
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Though I sing them all for her |
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There is something in her melody |
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That I've never heard before. |
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The winter and the summer need never come again |
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The winter and the summer need never come again |
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In my life there is no season, no reason. |
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She is not the only book I read |
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See her pages are not torn |
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And her story is of loneliness |
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Though her memory still war. |
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The winter and the summer need never come again |
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The winter and the summer need never come again |
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In my life there is no season, no reason. |
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Every now and then I'm sad |
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Thinking what we could have had |
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If we'd met some years before |
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Would we now be wanting more ? |
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She is not the only sound I hear |
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Though to hear her lights my day |
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There's no picture in the gallery |
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That has half as much to say. |
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The winter and the summer need never come again |
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The winter and the summer need never come again |
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In my life there is no season, no reason. |
