| The dancing flames grow low
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| Burning embers start to glow
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| Pictures soon will fade
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| Pictures that the flames have made
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| Your hazy wistful face
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| Suddenly is gone without a trace
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| Summer days all float downstream
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| Wondering where the day has been
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| Boats that sail away at night
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| Come the day have sailed far out of sight
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| Reminiscing, summer walks
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| Empty glances, moonlit talks
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| [Promises that mean so much
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| Broken with a single touch/
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| Candy floss and ice cream cones
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| Discotheques and Rolling Stones]
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| Passing fancies fly away
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| Empty shadows on a sunlit bay
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| Summer days all float downstream
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| Wondering where the day has been
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| Boats that sail away at night
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| Come the day have sailed far out of sight
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| [Deserted evenings warm and still
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| Strangers come and go at will
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| Driftwood on the silent shore
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| Laughter from an open door
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| Friendly faces once again
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| Come inside before it starts to rain.]
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| Summer days all float downstream
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| Wondering where the day has been
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| Boats that sail away at night
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| Come the day have sailed far out of sight |