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Your hair softly fallinÝFFFF92
On my face as in a dream
And the time will be our time
And the grass wonÝFFFF92t pay no mind

SayinÝFFFF92 nothinÝFFFF92
LyinÝFFFF92 where the sun is
BakinÝFFFF92 down upon our sighs
My lips touch you
With their soft wet kisses
Your hands gentle in reply

And the time will be our time
And the grass wonÝFFFF92t pay no mind

Child, touch my soul with your cries
And the music will know what we found
I hear a hundred goodbyes
But today I hear only one sound
The moment weÝFFFF92re living is now
Na, na, na, na, na, na

Young bird flyinÝFFFF92
And a soft wind blowinÝFFFF92
Cools the sweat inside my palms
Close my eyes and see the flowers growinÝFFFF92
As you lay sleeping in my arms

And the time will be our time
And the grass wonÝFFFF92t pay no mind