Our little dream castle with every dream gone,
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Is lonely and silent, the shades are all drawn,
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And my heart is heavy as I gaze upon
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A cottage for sale
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The lawn we were proud of is waving in hay,
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Our beautiful garden has withered away,
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Where you planted roses,the weeds seem to say,
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A cottage for sale.
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From every single window, I see your face,
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But when I reach a window, there's empty space.
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The key's in the mail box the same as before,
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But no one is waiting any more,
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The end of the story is told on the door.
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A cottage for sale.
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Cottage For Sale
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| Roberta Flack |
