| Through the long days of summer
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| Where the air was as sweet as perfume
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| We walked through the golden meadows
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| And danced by the light of the moon
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| She was a lonely angel
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| Sitting there by the side of the road
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| On the edge of the forest
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| That’s where the wild things grow
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| And blue skies of promise opened before us
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| There in her eyes are the dreams of the world
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| Blue skies of promise rained down upon us
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| Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl
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| In her hand was a basket
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| Sticks and branches were woven as one
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| She smiled bright like a child
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| Bright as the afternoon sun
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| It was filled with her treasures
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| A whole cradle of nature’s bounty
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| Wild flowers were chosen
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| To lay amongst the forest berries
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| And blue skies of promise opened before us
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| There in her eyes are the dreams of the world
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| Blue skies of promise rained down upon us
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| Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl
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| It’s a great day for a gatherer
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| You can say that I told you so
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| In these uncertain days
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| It’s the simple things you need the most
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| And blue skies of promise opened before us
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| There in her eyes are the dreams of the world
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| Blue skies of promise rained down upon us
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| Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl
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| Blue skies of promise opened before us
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| There in her eyes are the dreams of the world
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| Blue skies of promise rained down upon us
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| Life is so sweet with a strawberry girl |