| Past shadows dark and bare
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| There is a glade somewhere
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| We’d go there just to lay
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| Through summers leafy days
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| Come the winter, she has gone
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| I wish I’d never met her
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| Oh when will I forget her
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| I still go there now and then
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| Think I am with her again
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| Maybe you have been there
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| Tell me have you seen her
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| Today I went that way
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| Past empty browns and greys
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| The quitness chilled my face
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| The stillnes filled the spaces
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| Come the winter, she has gone
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| I wish I’d never met her
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| Oh when will I forget her
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| Turn away and wonder home
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| Take the same old road alone
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| Maybe she still lies there
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| Tell me if she cries there
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| Past shadows dark and bare
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| There is a glade somewhere
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| We’d go there just to lay
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| Beneath the summer skies
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| Come the winter, she has gone
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| I wish I’d never met her
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| Oh when will I forget her |