And so you have come back to me
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And say the old loves growing yet
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You've tried through all these weary years
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You've tried so vainly to forget
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Oh no, I cannot take your hand
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God never gives is back our youth
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The loving heart you slighted then
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Was yours, my friend, in perfect truth
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Come close and let me see your face
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Your raven hair is tinged with snow
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Oh, yes, it is the same dear face
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I loved so many years ago
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Oh no, I cannot take your hand
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God never gives is back our youth
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The loving heart you slighted then
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Was yours, my friend, in perfect truth
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Farewell, I think I love you yet
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As friend to friend, God bless you dear
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And guide you through these weary years
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To where the skies are always clears
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Oh no, I cannot take your hand
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God never gives is back our youth
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The loving heart you slighted then
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Was yours, my friend, in perfect truth
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Lovers Return
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Finley Quaye |