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Twelve Years On
(N.Thomas/G.Birtwhistle)
Last night an autumn leaf fell upon my shoulder
And like her hand it felt so cold, it felt so
lonely
I'll remember her for her smiles and her sighs
She would lead and I would follow
Through the springtime of our lives
I see her ghost reflected in your face
Those tender loving eyes and skin as pure as lace
I'll remember her for her smiles and her sighs
She would lead and I would follow
Through the springtime of our lives
Now you're old enough to know just what happened
The way that nature works her miracles and wonders
Just like there's good and bad in each and everyone
Just like the seasons change as we revolve around
the sun
So on her final night as she reached up to kiss
me
I never realised that this would mean goodbye
And as I left the ward she called out my name
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