And I've sat in the sunshine in summers of sadness
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and lived through the winter when lonely was here
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And I've gone throught the motions of feeling for fear
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that I never would find you my dear
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And I'm thankful to whoever made it all possible for me to be with you while I lived
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And spare you the grief if I passed on before you and i don't think I'd live if you died before me.
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And I hope that the smell of these roses will follow you on in the time when the roses are gone...
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I love you Dawn...
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I Love You Dawn
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| Bill Withers |
