| Goodbye my younger son
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| I’ll miss the spring and summer fun
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| But my final journey has begun
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| And though we part our heart is one
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| The romance and the ecstacy
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| Live on as more than memory
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| Your music lives inside of me
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| And though the image fades, I still can see
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| You are my younger self
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| The witness to the tales I tell
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| You’re the all-star in the wishing well
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| A carefree lover raising hell
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| And now it comes this long goodbye
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| It makes the mother in me cry
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| But all that’s born must surely die
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| You know there’s more than this and so do I
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| And so I say to you goodbye
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| John and Paul will say they don’t know why
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| You’ll be coming through the rye
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| Apple of your father’s eye
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| You’re a bundle of desire
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| Unafraid to take it higher
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| I can say you lit my fire —
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| Light my fire, light my fire
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| You were there with Dolphin Dan
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| You were Wo and Woody’s biggest fan
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| You believe that kites are fun
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| Bear your soul to anyone
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| All that’s born must surely die
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| You know there’s more than this and so do I |