(Verlaine)
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Catherine tells me there's no problem,
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It's all just a question of pink or blue.
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In this whole wide world,
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As I drift about,
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She said, "You know me, I believe in everything."
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Five hours from Calais
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Another holiday,
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I'm glad I took this chance with you.
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For in the course of things,
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I find a hidden spring,
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Time and time again with you.
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Catherine tells me we'll be walking,
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Naturally, the gardens are in bloom.
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She said the light is light,
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I hear the angels sing,
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And you know me, I believe in everything.
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Five hours from Calais
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Another holiday,
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I'm glad I took this chance with you.
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For in the course of things,
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I find a hidden spring,
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Time and time again with you.
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Five hours from Calais
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Another holiday...
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Catherine tells me she don't mean to be sugar-sweet,
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But this whole scene
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Is like a postcard in 3D.
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In this whole wide world,
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As I drift about,
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She said, "You know me, I believe in everything."
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Five hours from Calais
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Another holiday,
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I'm glad I took this chance with you.
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For in the course of things,
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I find a hidden spring,
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Time and time again with you.
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Five Hours From Calais
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| Tom Verlaine |
