| He was my first love, I still remember
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| In all my dreams he played the leading part
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| Like a gentle hero from the screen
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| Every minute, every hour, every day
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| I couldn’t wait to hear the school bell ringing
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| To see his face and hear his voice again
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| Oh how I loved my teacher, a young girl’s dream
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| Every day, nine o’clock, my dream began
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| I closed my eyes at grace
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| Covered up my face
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| It was me playing up to you
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| But you didn’t see
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| Take hold of me
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| Did you hear my plea?
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| Well the answer is covered by the days passing by
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| I wonder, yes I wonder
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| Was there any single moment just for me?
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| I wonder, yes I wonder
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| Was there any single moment just for me?
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| Years went by and brought me understanding
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| Times have changed and black has turned to grey
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| Oh how I loved my teacher, a young girl’s dream
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| Every day, nine o’clock, my dream began
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| I closed my eyes at grace
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| Covered up my face
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| It was me playing up to you
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| But you didn’t see
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| Take hold of me
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| Did you hear my plea?
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| Well the answer is covered by the days passing by
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| I wonder, yes I wonder
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| Was there any single moment just for me?
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| I wonder, oh yes I wonder
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| Was there any single moment just for me? |