Sometimes When I Get To Thinkin

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Sometimes I recall what others have said
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Love is for lovers in love and full grown,
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Life's for the living and death's for the dead,
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And the depth of a heart is a fathom unknown.

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Sometimes when I get to thinking about you,
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And all the things that we've never said
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To each other, it seems such a shame to go blue
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When there's so many years to lie silent and dead.

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I know, you know, all about life.
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You know, I know, nothing at all.
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Still why should I know daily strife
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When the touch of your hand makes me glad I'm so small.

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Time brings us trouble as days come and go.
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I know, you know I'll understand.
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Could you, would you suffer a woe,
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When a blink of your eye and I'm at your command.

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Think of the years before we were a pair,
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Years lived apart we spent learning to farm.
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Sowing, growing and learning to care
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For ourselves, and preparing for each other's arms.

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Love is a flower, blooms when we're too young;
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Pluck it, it's gone, tended it grows.
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We've been tending since the first sprout was sprung
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To the most patient farmer, the best harvest goes.

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Sometimes I recall what others have said
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Love is for lovers in love and full grown,
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Life's for the living and death's for the dead,
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And the depth of a heart is a fathom unknown.