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It's a song about a dream
Well i'm lying in my bed
The blanket is warm
This body will never be safe from harm...
There's the moon asking to stay
Long enough for the clouds to fly me away
Well it's my time coming, i'm not afraid to die
This is our last goodbye
I hate to feel the love between us die
But it's over
Just hear this and then i'll go ...
I lost myself on a cool damp night
Gave myself in that misty light
Was hypnotized by a strange delight
Under a lilac...
Love, let me sleep tonight on you couch
And remember the smell of the fabric
Of your simple city dress
Oh......
Well I heard there was a secret chord
that David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do ya?
Looking out the door i see the rain fall upon the funeral mourners
Parading in a wake of sad relations as their shoes fill up with...
He bear her off, he bear her down
He bear her into an orchard ground
Lu Li Lu Lay
Lu Li Lu Lay
The falcon hath...
Eternal Life is now on my trail
Got my red glitter coffin, man, just need one last nail
While all these ugly gentlemen play...
There is a child sleeping near his twin
The pictures go wild in a rush of wind
That dark angel he is shuffling in ...
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And i will stroll the merry way
And jump the hedges first
And i will drink the clear
Clean water for to quench my thirst
And i shall watch the ferry-boats
And they'll get high
On a bluer ocean
Against tomorrow's sky
And i will never NEVER grow so old again
And WE will walk and talk
In gardens wet with rain
OH OH SWEET THING SWEET THING
MY, MY, MY, MY, MY SWEET THING
AND I SHALL DRIVE MY CHARIOT DOWN YOUR STREETS AND CRY
Hey, it's me, i'm dynamite
And i don't know why
HEY YOU SO STRONG YOU HOLD ME IN YOUR ARMS AGAIN
AND I REMEMBER THAT I FELT SO OLD
AND I WILL NEVER NEVER GROW SO OLD AGAIN
We shall walk and talk
In gardens all misty and wet with rain
My, my, my, my, my sweet thing
And i will GO OUT TONITE
Into the MIDnight time sky
And count the stars
That's shining in your eye
And i'll be satisfied
NOT TO KNOW THE REASON WHY
In gardens all wet with rain
And i will never, Never, Never, ever
Grow so old again.
Oh sweet thing, sweet thing
Sugar baby with your champagne eyes
And your saint-like smile...
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