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Leaves of gold singing songs beneath my feet As days grow cold, Can I take the bitter with the sweet, my love? I remember so well (so well, so well) This was your time of year And I wish you were here..... Silver blue patterns on my window pane and Thoughts of you shiver softly in my mind Again, my love, I remember so well (so well, so well) This was your time of year And I wish you were here..... Summer sun, crazy days and river bends And waters run, this is where I felt the stormy hands, My love, I remembered so well (so well, so well) This was your time of year And I wish you were here..... |