We sat by the river
talking for hours
I cried myself to sleep
push me gently
ever so gently
the water's far too deep
Some say, some say tomorrow
hide behind, hide behind your sorrow
A golden handshake for every daughter
and a piece of the wedding cake
run from your houses
and your summer lovers
love is all you can take
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