The sunny sand we ran along
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Everyday began upon
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The summer's kiss of love and adventure
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And every June that we fell into
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Left a mark upon us too
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Etched forever as a moment we'd remember
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And we'd remember
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The empty woods where we played
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Every hour of every day
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The holidays went on forever
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And in the woods was a soldier's tomb
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The ghost of which looked over you
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And God was there amongst the trees
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We felt his whisper as the summer's breeze
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And every night and every day
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I learnt to love it in a special way
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As I remember
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What it's like to walk amongst butterflies
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AMONGST BUTTERFLIES - Paul Weller
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| Paul Weller |
