Skylark, have you anything to say to me?
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Oh, won't you tell me where my love can be?
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Is there a meadow in the mist
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Where someone's waiting to be kissed?
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Oh skylark, have you seen a valley green with spring
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Where my heart can go journeying?
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Over the shadows and the rain
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To a blossom covered lane
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And in your lonely flight
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Haven't you heard the music in the night?
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Wonderful music, faint as a will o' the wisp, crazy as a loon
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Sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
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So skylark, I don't know if you can find these things
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Oh, but my heart is riding, riding on your wings
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So if you see them anywhere
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Won't you lead me there? Oh
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And in your lonely flight
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Haven't you heard all the music in the night?
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Wonderful music, faint as a will o' the wisp, crazy as a loon
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Oh, sad as a gypsy serenading the moon
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Oh skylark, oh, I don't know if you can find these things
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But my heart is riding on your wings
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So if you see them anywhere
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Won't you lead me there? Oh
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Skylark
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| Renee Olstead |
