| It wouldn’t take me long to tell you how to find it
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| To tell you where we’ll meet
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| This little girl inside me
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| Is retreating to her favourite place
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| Go into the garden, go under the ivy
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| Under the leaves, away from the party
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| Go right to the rose, go right to the white rose
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| (For me)
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| I sit here in the thunder, the green on the grey
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| I feel it all around me
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| And it’s not easy for me to give away a secret
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| It’s not safe
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| But go into the garden, go under the ivy
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| Under the leaves, away from the party
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| Go right to the rose, go right to the white rose
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| (For me)
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| Go into the garden, go under the ivy
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| Go under the leaves for me
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| Go right to the rose, go right to the white rose
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| I’ll be waiting for you
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| It wouldn’t take me long to tell you how to find it |