| I was one as you were one
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| And we were two so much in love forever
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| I loved the white socks that you wore
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| But you don’t wear white socks no more, now you’re a woman
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| I joked about your turned-up nose
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| And criticized your school girl clothes
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| But would I then have paced these roads to love you
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| For seasons come and seasons go
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| Bring forth the rain the sun and snow
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| Make Valerie a woman
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| And Valerie is lonely
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| No more to roam on the snow hills of Hienton
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| Undecided with the guardians of the older generation
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| A doormat was a sign of welcome
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| In the winter months to come
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| And in the summer laughing
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| Through the castle ruins we’d run
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| For the quadrangle sang to the sun
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| And the grace of our feeling
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| And the candle burned low as we talked of the future
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| Underneath the ceiling
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| There were tears in the sky
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| And the clouds in your eyes, they were just cover
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| For your thighs were the cushions
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| Of my love and yours for each other
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| The songs still are sung
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| It was fun to be young
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| But please don’t be sad where ever you are
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| I am who I am
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| You are who you are
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| Now Valerie’s a woman
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| Now Valerie’s a woman
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| Now Valerie’s a woman |