| Deep inside these old dusty walls
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| There’s a sacred heart, I’d know this garden anywhere
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| She was warm, she was deep summertime
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| She was love itself and she was standing there
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| Standing close, so close to me
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| I closed my eyes and I could see
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| Giverny
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| And in this strange and holy place
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| I looked for love and found it everywhere
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| It was what you saw she came to see
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| Because of you she was standing there
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| Giverny
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| Books may burn and rain may fall
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| But what is here I know will last forever more
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| Colours change, there are no defines
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| She was love itself and I thank you for giving me
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| Giverny |