| Do you gather flowers for me Moving softly through the trees
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| With the scent against your arms
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| Long ago I knew your charms
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| As I walk through the purple hills of Soon forgotten
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| Know that my heart was in your hand
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| And my heart was in your hand
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| Do your lips still call my name
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| Would your mouth still taste the same
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| There I learned the sweetest words
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| Oh! |
| What price of mercy
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| Yeah, though I steal all across the years
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| The memory lingers on With my heart in your hand
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| Oh, my heart in your hand
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| Should I fall beside the road
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| Everlasting wandering soul
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| And the memory sublime
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| And my heart was there
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| Yeah, as I walk through the purple hills of Long ago
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| I know my heart was in your hand
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| Oh, my heart was in your hand
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| my heart is in your hand
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| Oh, my heart |