Water water on the seeds
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To my left they rose and leaf
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To my right cross Seven Seas
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Maybe maybe they'll stay true
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My seeds will cross and then take root
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And leave you to an empty room
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Lonely lonely that is you
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Lonely lonely that is you
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Paper paper obsolete
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How will you reach out to me
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I thought you'd ask me not to leave
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Lonely lonely that is me
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Lonely lonely that is me
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Distance makes the heart grow weak
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So that the mouth can barely speak
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Except to those who hide their needs
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And I have read the golden seal
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That tell of how the seedlings feel
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Reminds my heart what love can yield
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By my only things are clear
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Baby boy I'm staying here
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Lonely lonely that was you
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Lonely and so untrue
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Lonely Lonely
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