| You bloomed like the rose of summer
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| And I held you in my arms
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| And in that knowing I found purpose
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| We walked on the stars
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| The world changes, we get older
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| What comes in love must leave in pain
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| And all the gifts we early treasure
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| The world takes away
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| The years we shared
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| Will find their beating in a heart somewhere
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| But the traces of our greatest days
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| Will fade away
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| From the pier the ships are leaving
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| The seeds to saplings grow
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| Saplings first turn to forests
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| Then ships of oak
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| Fair winds blow through the journey
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| And I watch you from afar
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| Sailing on distant oceans
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| Of eternal calm
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| The years we shared
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| Will find their beating in a heart somewhere
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| But the traces of our greatest days
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| Will fade away
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| When it all started, it came like poetry
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| And a vision our truth awakened
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| The years we shared
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| Will find their beating in a heart somewhere
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| But the traces of our greatest days
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| Will fade away
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| The years we shared
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| Will find their beating in a heart somewhere
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| But the traces of our greatest days
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| Will fade away
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| Will fade away
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| Oh the years we shared |