| Come to the door my pretty one
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| Put on your rings and precious things
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| Hide all your tears as best you can
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| Try to recall what used to be
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| Roses are waiting for dewdrops to fall
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| Climbing your windows and walls
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| Bells in steeple are ringing, singing
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| Listen to them talk about your love’s return
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| Let me come in my pretty one
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| And try to undo what I have done
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| For I must be forgiven now
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| I will not lose what I have won
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| Roses are waiting for dewdrops to fall
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| Climbing your windows and walls
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| Leaves in the garden are falling, calling
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| Listen to them talk about your love’s return
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| Open the door my pretty one
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| Wake from your sleep and take me home
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| Open your eyes and look my way
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| I cannot leave your love alone
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| Roses are waiting for dewdrops to fall
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| Climbing your windows and walls
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| Bells in steeple are ringing, singing
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| Listen to them talk about your love’s return |