(Gail Collins and Felix Pappalardi)
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Outside my window is a tree.
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Outside my window is a tree.
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There only for me.
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And it stands in the grey of the city,
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No time for pity, for the tree or me.
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There is a world of pain
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In the falling rain
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Around me.
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Is there a reason for today?
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Is there a reason for today?
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Do you remember?
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I can hear all the cries of the city,
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No time for pity for a growing tree.
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There is a world of pain
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In the falling rain
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Around me.
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Outside my window is a tree.
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Outside my window is a tree.
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There only for me.
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And it stands in the grey of the city,
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No time for pity, for the tree or me.
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There is a world of pain
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In the falling rain
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Around me.
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World Of Pain
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