You'll be forever an angel in a sun dress
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blowing in the sweet September wind.
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At least that's how I choose to remember,
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and in my heart you'll never love again
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maybe it's too late to regain sight
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of all that we have lost
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but i've got to hold tight to this moment
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don't let go
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maybe it's too late for redemption now.
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I see a blanket of pale white snow
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on the streets today
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from this dollhouse full of open wounds
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and the stained glass of the church next door
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casts it's light upon this empty room
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your eyes, they used to shine as bright
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as northern lights but
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but the demand to be loved is
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the greatest greatest arrogance
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and i can never make you love me again
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aut when all else fails it fails
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did I fail you? well, you failed me too?
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because there's nothing that I wouldn't do
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to hold on to you
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but you give me nothing to hold on to.
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and maybe it's too late
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to keep the one i love from giving up
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I guess it's too late for forgiveness
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god forgive me!
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I guess it's too late for a family now
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everything reminds me of you
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everything reminds me of you
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you're an angel in a sun dress
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and my heart will never love again...
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When All Else Fails It Fails
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| Ataris |
