I hear the sound of music
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Your favorite kind of music
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And that reminds me dear of you
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I see the summer roses
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Your favorite shade of roses
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And that reminds me to of you, dear
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If I could hear no music
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If there should be no roses
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No summer nights to make me dream as I do
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Perhaps, I might forget you
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But in my heart I know
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That I need no reminder to miss you so
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I hear the sound of music
|
Your favorite kind of music
|
And that reminds me dear of you
|
I see the summer roses
|
Your favorite shade of roses
|
And that reminds me to of you, dear
|
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If I could hear no music
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If there should be no roses
|
No summer nights to make me dream as I do
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Perhaps, I might forget you
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But in my heart I know
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That I need no reminder to miss you so
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And That Reminds Me
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| Della Reese |
