| I remember roses in the garden
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| And my mother walking with her tray
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| I was washing our car with my brother
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| It was a lazy sunny Saturday
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| From our house, dear Edith sang
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| And I felt she’s singing to me
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| And at that moment I knew
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| I was feeling tired
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| From the silence and the daily trends
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| Wanted to feel inspired
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| From the voices I heard in my head
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| I was whistling to myself
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| A little mellow and dark melody
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| And I wished to be heard
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| Sitting on the shoulders of my father
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| We were listening to a classic tune
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| He’d hold me a mirror to his mother
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| And in the water with the light of the moon
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| I was looking at that young girl
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| And I felt she’s singing to me
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| And at that moment I knew
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| I was feeling tired
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| From the silence and the daily trends
|
| Wanted to feel inspired
|
| From the voices I heard in my head
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| I was whistling to myself
|
| A little mellow and dark melody
|
| And I wished to be heard
|
| I was feeling tired
|
| From the silence and the daily trends
|
| Wanted to feel inspired
|
| From the voices I heard in my head
|
| I was feeling tired
|
| From the silence and the daily trends
|
| Wanted to feel inspired
|
| From the voices I heard in my head
|
| I was whistling to myself
|
| A little mellow and dark melody
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| And I wished to be heard |