This is the springtime of my loving ,The second season I am to know You are the sunlight in my growing So little warmth Ive felt before.It isn't hard to feel me glowing I watched the fire that grew so low.It is the summer of my smiles Flee from me keepers of the gloom.Speak to me only with your eyes It is to you I give this tune.Aint so hard to recognize These things are clear to all from Time to time.
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