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There's a thorn tree in the garden, if you know just what I mean,
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And I hate to hurt your feelings but its not the way it seems,
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'Cause I miss her.
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She's the only girl I've cared for, the only one I've known.
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And no one ever shared more love than we've known.
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And I miss her.
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But it all seems so strange to see,
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That she'd never turn her back on me
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And leave without a last goodbye.
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And if she winds up walking the streets,
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Loving every other man she meets
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Who'll be the one to answer why?
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Lord, I hope it's not me, it's not me.
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And if I never see her face again, I never hold her hand.
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And if she's in somebody's arms, I know I'll understand
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But I miss that girl. I still miss that girl.
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Maybe someday soon, somewhere.
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THORN TREE IN THE GARDEN
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