| Solitare with a Song in her Heart
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| but what a sad song to sing
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| turned her back on all that she knew
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| In the hope of a golden Ring…
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| And the Rains come down
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| And the Stars fell from the Sky
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| Oh, how dark the Night…
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| It always seems those Castles and Dreams
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| Fade with the morning light
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| such a sad story
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| that time loves to tell
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| copper coins shine for the Sun
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| from the floor after wishing well
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| So the Jewel of jepordy
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| shines with each dangerouse step
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| So unsure of what we’ve become
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| What we have and what we have left… |