| The love we leave may be forever
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| Only time can tell
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| Every memory’s a treasure
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| Waiting on the shelf
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| A bright bouquet for rainy days
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| When we’ve got time to dream
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| Never know just who we touch
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| With the love we leave
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| The hand you hold in time of trouble
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| Never will forget
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| And when that hand no longer trembles
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| It will pay the debt
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| 'Til every hand of every man
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| Is held a hundred fold
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| Never know just who you touch
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| With the hand you hold
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| I wish the love I leave could be forever
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| In my children’s song
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| And in the sparkle of their children’s laughter
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| Long after I’m gone
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| Through goodbye tears and we lived heres
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| That make up memories
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| We never know just who we touch
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| With the love we leave
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| With the love we leave |