| And I am sailing away recalling that day miles from shore
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| She was still wearing white and robings egg blue, Her grandmother’s dress
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| When I left home early this year, how I wound up here is anyone’s guess
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| When the new sites grow old and I start to feel cold I’ll sail home again
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| Goodbye Brielle
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| Only whispers can tell
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| Of the sweet dreams that we knew so well
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| I’ll see you around our dear ocean town
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| The frozen days we set ablaze
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| Sent me drifting away
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| Like a butterfly, you floated by and now you’re alone
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| I wish I knew when I’ll be back again
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| So until then I wish you well
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| My dear Brielle
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| Strolling over the sand, cobblestone paths that wind through the trees
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| Breathing the sweet forest air makes a blue bird aware that she could be free
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| When the new sites grow old and I start to feel cold I’ll sail home again
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| Goodbye Brielle
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| Only whispers can tell
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| Of the sweet dreams that we knew so well
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| I’ll see you around our dear ocean town
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| The frozen days we set ablaze
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| Sent me drifting away
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| Like a butterfly, you floated by and now you’re alone
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| I wish I knew when I’ll be back again
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| So until then I wish you well (I wish you well)
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| So until then I wish you well (I wish you well)
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| I love you darling, farewell
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| My dear Brielle |