Here again, summer is coming to an end,
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Dressed up in golden foliage
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The garden that intoxicated us in spring.
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Everything is gone, sunsets and sunrises,
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And love is left somewhere in the past,
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Well, why did summer fly by so quickly?
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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And I'm not to blame for anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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And I'm not to blame for anything.
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We were close until recently,
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We did not expect leaf fall at all,
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They talked about love carelessly,
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We thought happiness would be eternal.
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And today there is no answer
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Why love was and is not,
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Why did summer go by so fast?
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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And I'm not to blame for anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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And I'm not to blame for anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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And I'm not to blame for anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything.
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You are not guilty of anything,
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You are not guilty of anything,
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And I'm not to blame for anything. |