The summer rain like teardrops on my window.
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Reminds me of a time so long ago.
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And through each drop of rain I see,
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within my heart you'll always be.
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I pray you will remember me with love.
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The golden shades of autumn all around us.
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They tell me nothing ever stays the same.
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And as the leaves all turn to brown,
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I watch them floating to the ground.
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I pray you will remember me with love.
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As I look back on the springtime,
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there is one day I recall.
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Blankets of gold in the fields of love.
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Remember, remember.
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The coldest days of winter draw so close now.
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You'll light the fire to keep away the chill.
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And in the embers you might see,
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a flame that burns for you and me.
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I pray you will remember me with love.
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As I look back on the springtime,
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there is one day I recall.
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Blankets of gold in the fields of love.
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Remember, remember.
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The coldest days of winter draw so close now.
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You'll light the fire to keep away the chill.
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And in the embers you might see,
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a flame still burns for you and me.
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I pray you will remember me with love.
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I pray you will remember me with love.
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I pray you will remember me with love.
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with love ( remember )
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| Gary Moore |
