Sandy came to meet me
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to the secret little bay down by the shore
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Where once a time she told me
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that she couldn't live without me no no more
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There I stood so close beside her
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paralysed by the shining of her face
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It was an unreal imagination
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that really any day
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nothing than words were to say
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Don't talk too long
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I can't stand it
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When my soul begins to bleed
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Don't talk too long
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The tide is comin' in
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Just make the fire-engine keepA?away
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Wasted words were spoken
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The wind blew all the thoughts out of my head
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I closed my eyes and stumbled
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And she turned pale quiet calm
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There she laid so close beside me
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Her beauty hand in mine
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The sun began to fade
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And my heart began to shine
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Don't talk too long
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I can't stand it
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When my soul begins to bleed
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Don't talk too long
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The tide is comin' in
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Just make the fire-engine keepA?away
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Sandy
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| Fool's Garden |
