| Goodbye England’s rose
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| May you ever grow in our hearts
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| You were the grace that placed itself
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| Where lives were torn apart
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| You called out to our country
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| And you whispered to those in pain
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| Now you belong to heaven
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| And the stars spell out your name
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| And it seems to me you lived your life
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| Like a candle in the wind
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| Never fading with the sunset
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| When the rain set in
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| And your footsteps will always fall you
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| Along England’s greenest hills
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| Your candle’s burned out long before
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| Your legend never will
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| Loveliness we’ve lost
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| These empty days without your smile
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| This torch we’ll always carry
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| For our nation’s golden child
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| And even though we try
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| The truth brings us to tears
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| All our words cannot express
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| The joy you brought us through the years
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| And it seems to me you lived your life
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| Like a candle in the wind
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| Never fading with the sunset
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| When the rain set in
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| And your footsteps will always fall you
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| Along England’s greenest hills
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| Your candle’s burned out long before
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| Your legend never will
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| Goodbye England’s rose
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| May you ever grow in our hearts
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| You were the grace that placed itself
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| Where lives were torn apart
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| Goodbye England’s rose
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| From a country lost without your soul
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| Who’ll miss the wings of your compassion
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| More than you’ll ever know
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| And it seems to me you lived your life
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| Like a candle in the wind
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| Never fading with the sunset
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| When the rain set in
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| And you footsteps will always fall you
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| Along England’s greenest hills
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| Your candle’s burned out long before
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| Your legend never will |