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weeping willow, baby, we are. Closer dear are we. Than the simple letters A and B are All my life I could love only you. All your life you could love only me. Tell me why then oh why should it be that
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Bài hát Palm Of Your Hand - Cody Simpson. Like hidden gemstones in the warm sand. We all wish to drift away. Silver sunshine in my cold hands. The moon's a mirror on my day. Willow trees under the
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my old home. Oh, I'm weeping like a willow. And I'm mourning like a dove. There's a girl way out in Texas. That I know I really love. Oh, I'm going back to Texas. Where the lonesome coyotes whine
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shot her lover down, madam. Miss Otis regrets she's unable to lunch today When the mob came and got her. And dragged her from the jail, madam. They strung her up on the old willow across the way And
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. Until it's time for you to go. Don't ask why of me. Don't ask how. Don't ask forever. Love me. Love me now. This love of mine. Had no beginning it had no end. I was an oak now I'm a willow. Now I
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Bài hát Believe - Matthew Lien. Can you hear the end is near?. Whipping willow cry. The charge is grand. Far too many innocents die. something true inside of you is answering the call. showing you
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm. I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever. But I know it isn't spring I am starry-eyed and vaguely discontented. Like a
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weeping willow, baby, we are. Closer dear are we. Than the simple letters A and B are All my life I could love only you. All your life you could love only me. Tell me why then oh why should it be that
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one I'm thinking of is Sylvia. Feeling so sad now, I'll be so glad now. If I just had my Sylvia with me That old weeping willow seems to whisper her name. Why did she go away. The tears on my pillow
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on my pillow. Quenched your thirst from my sweet loving cup. I have bowed to your needs like a willow. Now you've gone in the prime of our love Oh, the days are slow in their passing. And the
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it bad and that ain't good. Like a lonely weepin' willow who's lost in the wood. I got it bad and that ain't good. And the things I tell my pillow, nobody should. I got it bad, I got it bad and it's no
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willow and I can bend. And tho' I'll never in my life see you again. Here I stay until it's time for you to go Oh yes, I'll stay until it's time for you to go
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for me. Rest in peace,. even though the worries seem to mount,. don't let them count. Rest in peace. Throw all those miles and paper smiles away. You make willow pattern pictures through the rain. And
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worries seem to mount. Don't let them count. Rest in peace Throw all those miles and paper smiles away. Though you will willow pattern pictures through the rain. And swallow when your heart begins to
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Coo, when they're in love?. That's the kind of magic music. We'll make with our lips when we kiss. . And there's that weepy old willow. He really knows how to cry. That's how I'd cry on my pillow
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The poet's voice lingers on. His words hang in the air. The ground you walk upon. Might as well not be there. Might as well not be there. I'll take you through my dreams. Out into the darkest mo
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thee fare what have thee seen. The mother of the willow green. I call her name. And 'neath her window have I stayed. I loved the footsteps that she made. And when she came. White queen how my heart
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willow and I can bend. And tho' I'll never in my life see you again. Here I stay until it's time for you to go Oh yes, I'll stay until it's time for you to go
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willow branches. Wrap your body round my soul. Lay down your reeds and drums on my soft sheets. There are years behind us reaching. To the place where hearts are beating. And I know you're the
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me to go. Don't ask why don't ask how don't ask forever love me now. This love of mine had no beginning it has no end. I was an oak now I'm a willow now I can bend. And though I'll never in my life
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thee fare what have thee seen. The mother of the willow green. I call her name. And 'neath her window have I stayed. I loved the footsteps that she made. And when she came. White queen how my heart
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told no lies, she hardly ever had a bad dream. She was calm. Still as a July Willow. She was tender. Soft as a K Mart Pillow. . They were sleepless in love, they were Lovers. They were lovers
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Sylvia. The only one I'm thinking of is Sylvia. Feeling so sad now, I'll be so glad now. If I just had my Sylvia with me. . That old weepin' willow. Seems to whisper her name. Why did she go away
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm, I'm as jumpy as puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever, but I know it isn't spring. I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented, like a
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm. I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever. But I know it isn't spring I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented. Like a
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mine and said she loved me so. But that was once upon a time, very long ago. . Once upon a time we sat beneath a willow tree. Counting all the stars and waiting for the dawn. But that was once upon
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thee fare what have thee seen. The mother of the willow green. I call her name. And 'neath her window have I stayed. I loved the footsteps that she made. And when she came. White queen how my heart
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on a hill, by an old willow tree. Where the fire-place burning for my love and me. But I got restless and send my goodbye. Now I’m roaming the hills and I’m searching the sky, for that. Chimney smoke
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The song of the rain on flowers in spring. The wind in the willow trees murmuring. The laughter that falls the children at play. Like church bells that call all the people to pray So you ask me why
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time a girl with moonlight in her eyes. Put her hand in mine and said she loved me so. But that was once upon a time, very long ago. . Once upon a time we sat beneath a willow tree. Counting all the
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I've just reached a place. Where the willow don't bend. There's not much more to be said. It's the top of the end. I'm going,. I'm going,. I'm gone. I'm closin' the book. Bob Dylan. On the pages and
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm. I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever. But I know it isn't spring. . I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented. Like
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I'm as restless as a willow in a windstorm. I'm as jumpy as a puppet on a string. I'd say that I had spring fever. But I know it isn't spring. . I am starry eyed and vaguely discontented. Like
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heart. I'm like a weepin-willow, while were apart. I've got a blue love in my heart. . What can I do, where can I go. I never knew I loved you so;. . I've got a blue love in my heart. What can I
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. Until it's time for you to go. Don't ask why of me. Don't ask how. Don't ask forever. Love me. Love me now. This love of mine. Had no beginning it had no end. I was an oak now I'm a willow. Now I
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dreams of Amarillo. And sweet Marie who waits for me. Show me the way to Amarillo. I've been weeping like a willow. Crying over Amarillo. And sweet Marie who waits for me. Sha la la la la la la. Sha la la
