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hibernate and hide away till the sun comes out to find me. Cuz March April May, will wash away the gray. June and July, will make you soar up in the sky. March April May, will make you sing and sway. June and
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March, April, May . She crammed night and day. I hadn't seen her smile in a while March, April, May. She crammed night and day. I hadn't seen her smile in a while Staircase at the university
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Once there was a thing called Spring. When the world was writing verses like yours and mine All the lads and girls would sing. When we sat at little tables and drank May wine Now April, May and
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Once there was a thing called spring. When the world was writing verses like yours and mine. All the lads and girls would sing. When we sat at little tables and drank May wine. Now April, May
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January, February, March. The days are marching forward. April, May, June, and July. They fly like a hummingbird August, September, October. The year is almost over. November, December arrive
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, February, March, April, May,. been thinking about you, boy, every single day. Burnt by your flame, yeah you blew me away. I pray. How can a heartbeat beat so in love?. I gave someone like you all my love,. I
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On New Year’s Eve,. I saw you the first time. Hard to believe. Love hit me at midnight. And hard to see, until the fireworks. Lit up the sky. I remember January, February, March, April, May
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On New Year’s Eve,. I saw you the first time. Hard to believe. Love hit me at midnight. And hard to see, until the fireworks. Lit up the sky. I remember January, February, March, April, May
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On New Year’s Eve,. I saw you the first time. Hard to believe. Love hit me at midnight. And hard to see, until the fireworks. Lit up the sky. I remember January, February, March, April, May
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On New Year’s Eve,. I saw you the first time. Hard to believe. Love hit me at midnight. And hard to see, until the fireworks. Lit up the sky. I remember January, February, March, April, May
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April, May and June of it,. And remember it never rains but what it pours,. And maybe raindrops will be whispering, whispering, it's yours. Be patient, lonely one, your love will come along,. It
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April, May and June of it,. And remember it never rains but what it pours,. And maybe raindrops will be whispering, whispering, it's yours. Be patient, lonely one, your love will come along,. It
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nine . And February 2nd will be cold outside. . Verse . I predict a summer, it isn't very long . Then before you know it, we're singing Christmas songs. . Then we get another April, May and June. . I
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(david lott, glenn gorden, mark chesnutt). . It's early may and the summer heat is comin' down. April's gone and my heart is nowhere to be found. Teardrops fall like showers from the sky. And
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(david lott, glenn gorden, mark chesnutt) It's early may and the summer heat is comin' down. April's gone and my heart is nowhere to be found. Teardrops fall like showers from the sky. And what
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your heart. To your heart). January, February, March, April, May,. June, July, August is just another day,. September, October, November, trying to find a way. In December to mark my calendar to meet
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. To your heart. January February March April May. June July August is just another day. September October November trying to find a way. In december to mark my calendar to meet again. If only we can go
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April, comes she will,. When streams are ripe and swelled with rain. May, she will stay,. Resting in my arms again. . June, she'll change her tune. In restless walks she'll prowl the night
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April come she will. When streams are ripe and swelled with rain;. May, she will stay,. Resting in my arms again. June, she'll change her tune,. In restless walks she'll prowl the night;. July
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Oh, If I could live April again. If only I could live April again How happy I would be again. Oh, If I could live April again. If only I could live April again. How happy I would be again The
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April after all. . Even the longest night. Will lead you to daylight. It's the way May leads to June. And it's how I've come to you. . The world goes spinning round. And life goes up and down
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In an April dream, once you came to me. When you smiled I looked into your eyes and I knew. I'd be loving you and then you touched my hand. And I learned April dreams can come true Are we just
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Once there was a thing called spring. When the world was writing verses like yours and mine. All the boys and girls would sing. As we sat at little tables and drank May wine. Now April, May and
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Once there was a thing called spring. When the world was writing verses like yours and mine. All the boys and girls would sing. As we sat at little tables and drank May wine. Now April, May and
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Days bathed in red. I saw her standing. By the riverbed. Weeping willow. . I should have been more careful. Waxing hope in cruelest April. I thought that we were there. Somehow I'll always
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trình phải qua. Như những điều đã chìm lãng quên mà còn chưa kịp giải mã. Như bài thơ viết cẩu thả, vẫn còn chưa kịp nhấn nhá. Như tấm màn, dệt bằng nhớ nhung không may giăng khắp trần nhà. Như những lời
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I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I never new my heart could sing. Never missed a warm embrace. . April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees
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I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I never new my heart could sing. Never missed a warm embrace. . April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the moon. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise. . I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face-to-face
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metal detector. Like to drown in your pool. Coverin' up everything that's defective. Anything to be cool A burning heart could be so cool. Won't you be my fashion victim?. Come on, I'm an April fool
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
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April in Paris, chestnuts in blossom. Holiday tables under the trees. April in Paris, this is a feeling. No one can ever reprise I never knew the charm of spring. Never met it face to face. I
