Lend me your ear while I call you a fool.
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You were kissed by a witch one night in the wood,
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And later insisted your feelings were true.
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The witches promise was cunning,
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Believing he listened while laughing you flew.
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Leaves falling, red, yellow, brown, all look the same,
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And the love you had found lay outside in the rain,
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Washed clean by the water but nursing its pain.
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The witches promise was cunning,
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And you're looking elsewhere for your own selfish gain.
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Keep looking, keep looking for somewhere to be,
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Well, you're wasting your time, they're not stupid like he is.
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Meanwhile leaves are still falling, you're too blind to see.
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You won't find it easy now, it's only fair.
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He was willing to give to you, you didn't care.
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You're waiting for more but you've already had your share.
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The witches promise is turning so don't you wait up for him,
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He's going to be late.
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The Witches Promise
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| Jethro Tull |
