Life was never easy but when troubles came along
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Together we could take 'em in our stride
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Through the good times and the tears through all the passin' years
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Night and day you'd never left my side
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Now the shadows of the leaves on the grass beneath the trees
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Are the only things that move across the lawn
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As I stand here all alone and read the words upon the stone
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I begin to realize you're really gone
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Don't think it's just your troubled mind if suddenly you find
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That's something brushed away the bitter tears you've cried
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If you feel something touch your face and disappear without a trace
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And leave a warm familiar feeling by your side
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It's not the shadows of the leaves in the early autumn breeze
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As they blow along the grass that's summer dried
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Through the good times and the tears through the autumn of your years
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Night and day I'll never leave your side
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Oh the shadows of the leaves...
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Shadows Of The Leaves
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| Jack Blanchard & Misty Morgan |
