| I thought I’d spend a week or two where we went last year
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| The little cottage and the lake that we held so dear
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| But the trees all seemed much greener, much greener than this year
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| Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here
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| And the stars all lost their glitter. |
| They were so full of cheer
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| Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here
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| Even the old caretaker who brought us from the train says this year just hasn’t,
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| it hasn’t been the same
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| And the winds across the meadow seem to hide a tear
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| Thinkin' about last summer when my love was here
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| It hasn’t been the same
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| It hasn’t been the same |