That brings the day so gently
And base the leaves of memories that fell so long ago,
I still will call you home.
In all these early hours,
though I were there once more to share,
Concluding only half of the truth
Exud ing only one small per cent
Of what I should have left for you
That brought a day so gently
We set apart things of the heart
Concluding only half of the truth
It's only, only one small per cent
Of what I truly felt for you
Then would I be so gently,
He's made of pure heart, things of the heart,
and most of all, the gold.
And most of all, the gold.
And most of all, the gold.
And most of all, the gold.
An d loss of love, oh, go.
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