Our Last Date

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Gary Wilson - Pop, Interlude

Our Last Date

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When the leaves fall I begin to remember things I feel my blood, stirring in the winds And my brain is active I watch the butterflies at night And sometimes I see them spelling out my name In their light I walk to a larger rock And began to sit When I noticed Linda's name Carved in I slept with my head on the rock When I woke, her name was gone I can still hear her voice Over the music of the merry-go-round And I can still see her face In the JC diner Where we shared french fries and gravy For the last time

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  • Gary Wilson