| I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do now
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| I don’t know what to do about my love, It seems his heart is a-turning
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| Where once the white water flowed was stagnant now is my yearning
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| & I don’t know what to do about my love, the cards he deals keep a-changing
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| Where once he placed me as a queen well he shuffles now rearranging,
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| Oh I see it, Mmm… and I know it, Mmm
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| What’s he hangs his roses upside down he says he keeps the last love and then
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| yeah
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| The great thing about winter flowers is they look alive when they’re long gone
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| So hang your roses upside down yeah & keep the last love and then
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| The great thing about winter flowers is they look alive when they’re long gone
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| So I don’t know what to do bout tomorrow with the promises I made now seem
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| hollow
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| I dream of moving to Galway and I’m not sure I want him to follow
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| Oh but then he rolls me over in his arms
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| and when he rolls me over in his arms I adore him, ohhh… need more of him, ohhh
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| So I don’t know what to do, and I don’t know what to do now
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| Hang your roses upside down and keep the last love in yeah
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| The great thing about winter flowers is they look alive when they’re long gone
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| So hang your roses upside down yeah, & keep the last love in then
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| The great thing about winter flowers is they look alive when they’re long gone
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| The thing about you and I my love is we keep it going though it’s long gone
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| The thing about you and I my love is we keep it going though it’s long gone
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| So I don’t know what to do, really don’t know what to do now
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| And I don’t know what to do, really don’t know what to do now
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| I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do |