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Well I have a picture in color of you |
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And it's there in my room to remind me of you |
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So it was with surprise that I saw you today |
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And I did not recognize you, girl, what more can I say? |
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For the colors are gone |
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You've become kind of gray |
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And you're not like the swan |
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That I knew yesterday... |
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Now the pictures are wrong |
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You've become kind of gray |
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I imagine the swan |
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That you were yesterday... |
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The sadness that I felt was hard on my eyes |
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And the truth on my face was hard to disguse |
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So I let you walk by |
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I turned out of your way |
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And I tried to close my eyes |
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And let the sadness fall away... |
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For the colors are gone |
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You've become kind of gray |
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And you're not like the swan |
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That I knew yesterday... |
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Now the pictures are wrong |
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You've become kind of gray |
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I imagine the swan |
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That you were yesterday... |
