| Sing a song of sorrow
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| For the young girl who’s gone away
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| She had to return to where she came from
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| How I wish she would stay, even for one more day
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| I only knew her a little while
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| But I’ll never forget the time
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| When we stood on the bridge at the edge of the world
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| And she asked what was on my mind
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| Tell me what’s on your mind
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| And I sang a song of sadness
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| For the moments forever lost
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| She had to return to where she came from
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| Though the seasons have changed
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| The loneliness still remains
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| The cool clear sunshine mornings
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| With honey flavored tea
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| And the notebooks she kept
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| On the things that she loved
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| Were open for me to see
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| All her secrets for me to see
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| And I sing a song of sorrow
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| For the young girl who’s gone away
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| She had to return to where she came from
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| How I wish she would stay, even for one more day |