Took a sad song of one sweet evening
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I smiled and quickly turned away.
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It's not easy singing sad songs
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but still the easiest way I have to say.
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So when you look into the sun
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and see the things we haven't done --
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oh was it better then to run
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than to spend the summer crying.
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Now summer cannot come anyway.
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I had waited for time to change her.
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The only change that came was over me.
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She pretended not to want love --
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I hope she was only fooling me.
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So when you look into the sun
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look for the pleasures nearly won.
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Or was it better then to run
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than to spend the summer singing.
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And summer could have come in a day.
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So if you hear my sad song singing
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remember who and what you nearly had.
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It's not easy singing sad songs
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when you can sing the song to make me glad.
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So when you look into the sun
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and see the words you could have sung:
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It's not too late, only begun,
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we can still make summer.
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Yes, summer always comes anyway.
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So when you look into the sun
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and see the words you could have sung:
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It's not too late, only begun.
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Look into the sun.
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Look Into The Sun
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| Jethro Tull |
