lately she don't care
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for a warmer breeze
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or shade around the base
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of the maple trees
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spring was on the mountain
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we climbed upon
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stopped to see how high
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and how far we'd gone
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i said, 'love is waiting
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and better days'
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she smiled and placed a kiss
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on my waiting face
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promise what you will
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something good for me
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time will take it all
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and it will, you'll see
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Promise What You Will
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| Iron & Wine |
