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COh my words, are always like C/Bwhispers to her, they don't Ammake us feel heard, they only Fmake the heart hurt COh the hours, don't pass awayC/B what is ours, we must Amgrow these flowers with our own Fsoul's power
COh but don't you say that you never lovFed somebody, we Gran the meadows, drank it all up Cdry, (C) F G C Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, fell but not to die,
FWho are we to say we never Ghad it good, we had Amevery good thing like Clove Fthey say that you forgot your Gheart where you would, Amnever go, never Cgo
COh the days, are so far from fC/Beeling raised, above all this mAmadness we made, we got our Flove to save
COh but don't you say that you never Floved somebody, we Gran the meadows, drank it all up dCry, (C) F G C Oh but don't you say that you never loved somebody, we ran the meadows, fell but not to die,
FWho are we to say we never Ghad it good, we had Amevery good thing like Clove Fthey say that you forgot your hGeart where you would, Amnever go, never Cgo