| Leaves are falling under my wings
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| I hear a young boy cry «Why my father, why my mom
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| How can I say goodbye»
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| It ain’t easy to get by again
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| Maybe we are leaving from time to time again
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| Where we go around from here
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| Will we she’d another tear
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| Like the seasons we are leaving to return again
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| Where we go around from here
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| Will we she’d another tear
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| Like the seasons we are leaving to return again
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| For your mother — for your dad
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| Here is a secret door
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| I’m the tree of magic and consolation
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| For three thousand years or more
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| When my leaves are falling down again
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| You can meet them here from time to time again
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| Where we go around from here
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| Will we she’d another tear
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| Like the seasons we are leaving to return again
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| Where we go around from here
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| Will we she’d another tear
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| Like the seasons we are leaving to return again
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| It’s the end of the seasons, all the people are leaving
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| There’s no other way, no other way
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| Where we go around from here
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| Will we she’d another tear
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| Like the seasons we are leaving
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| To return again
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| Where we go around from here
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| Will we she’d anohter tear
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| Like the seasons we are leaving
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| To return again |