| She doesn’t see the day to day
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| No colors where the children play
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| She doesn’t see the things she’s sown
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| White crosses painted on the door
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| See me fly, see me cry, see me walk away
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| Every time the sun shines, to me, it’s a rainy day
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| He didn’t see the summer go
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| Though he knew what the shadows know
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| He didn’t see his arm grow old
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| He didn’t feel his blood run cold
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| See me fly, see me cry, see me walk away
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| Every time the sun shines, to me, it’s a rainy day
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| They listened to his voice grow pale
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| No stamps were on the morning mail
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| They all listened to the white truck ring
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| Words just didn’t mean a thing
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| See me fly, see me cry, see me walk away
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| Every time the sun shines, to me, it’s a rainy day |