| Well, I said that you were beautiful, I said it there and then
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| I laid aside all resistance, forgot to say amen
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| And when you raised your hands to me, a glow therein I saw
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| A baby of the morning, a sweeping nature’s law
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| And it begins to seem like summer’s almost gone
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| Like the wind that blows the leaves out on the lawn
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| I determined that I loved you, you determined I am ‘he'
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| Determined both together, we’d need our company
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| And the feathers of the wild dove floating to the ground
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| Gliding through the branches, spinning slowly round
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| As we wait in the mountains for the song
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| That revives what’s been between us all along
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| In Cannes there was absurdity, in Nice there was the shore
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| In Monaco there were casinos, in Asia there was war
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| And the papers were American, the peaches fresh with cream
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| People with vibrations, just wild robots by some stream
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| And now we grasp imaginary straws
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| And we shuffle through the sea with bright new claws
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| If what we know can save us, then it’s time to make the try
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| Every time they try to make us servants of some lie
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| The children born of bodies in bald-with-pattern scheme
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| It’s a funny, a funny world you live in, then you learn that it’s a dream
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| Sea serpents on a rocket made of clay, explaining how we were yesterday
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| Still I said that you were beautiful, I said it there and then
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| I laid aside all resistance, forgot to say amen
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| And when you raised your hands to me, a glow therein I see
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| The childhood of that beauty which belongs to you and me
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| And I realize that summer is never gone
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| Like the wind that blows the leaves out on the lawn
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| Out on the lawn, out on the lawn, out on the lawn |