Last Friday night down at the road house
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Booth in the back, they sat alone
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Holding hands like two young lovers
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Her hair was grey, his hair was gone
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She said to him "I'm getting older
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A pretty girl, no more to be
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Heaven knows I'm not a treasure"
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He softly said "You are to me"
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"You are to me a girl in spring time
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The one I met so long ago
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A moment captured for a lifetime
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That's what I see you are to me"
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He said to her "My work is done now
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And all that's left are memories
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Heaven knows, I'm not important"
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She softly said "You are to me"
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"You are to me a boy in spring time
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The one I met so long ago
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A moment captured for a lifetime
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That's what I see you are to me
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Last Friday night down at the road house
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You Are To Me
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| Adam Brand |
