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Long ago a young man sits and plays his waiting game
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But things are not the same it seems, as in such tender dreams
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Slowly passing sailing ships and Sunday afternoon
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Like people on the moon I see are things not meant to be
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Where do those golden rainbows end
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Why is this song so sad
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Dreaming the dreams I've dreamed my friend
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Loving the love I love to...
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Love is just a word I heard when things are being said
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Stories my poor head has told me cannot stand the cold
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And in be-tween what might have been and what has come to pass
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A mis-be-gotten guess a-las and bits of broken glass
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Where do your golden rainbows end
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Why is this song I sing so sad
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Dreaming the dreams I dream my friend
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Loving the love I love to love... to love..
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