She said I know you
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And I wanted her to know me
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She said it's beautiful
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And I asked her to show me
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We walked through gardens
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Where the flowers sang in color
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We touched the things that
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Are only sometimes touched by lovers
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She moves so gracefully
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Through silk and satin shadow
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We knew of things that one time were only known
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With eyes closed
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We both caressed the air
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And made it sing
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She knew of love
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She knew of everything
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The sun shone down on her
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Through clouds of pink and orange
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La la la la la la la la
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La la la la la la la la la
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She spoke in words that told of
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Things that really mattered
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Be kind to rabbits
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And have pity on Mad Hatters
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Of Dreams
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Wellwater Conspiracy |