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There's spring in the air They're sweeping the streets Wind is a breeze The sun becomes her, he agrees What's holding up her face? Nothing but blue skies Passageways to windows That don't close Where do you live? Love is a place Where are you from? She says, “Ask yourself, ask anyone” What's holding up her face? Nothing but blue skies Passageways the mind's eye Contemplates |