| jim carter
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| a warm summer playground white clouds and blue skies
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| the touch of small hands the look in young eyes
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| two freckle faced children both tanned by the sun
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| she picks some flowers then hands him just one
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| when it’s real
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| it’s felt in a heartbeat
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| when it’s true
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| it’s easy to learn
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| everything else can get complicated
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| but love can always be stated
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| in simple terms
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| a man and a woman they lie face to face
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| there’s no way to hide in this time and place
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| he looks in her soft eyes and she sees his soul
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| with one gentle kiss somehow they know
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| a walk in the twilight the moon on grey hair
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| he whispers i thank you for the life that they’ve shared
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| they walk on in silence they’re still hand in hand
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| there’s no need to talk 'cause they both understand
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| 1991 tree publishing co., inc.
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| kybama music inc.
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| warner tamerlane music publishing
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| bull’s run publishing |