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On days like these when skies are blue and fields are green
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I look a- round and think ab- out what might have been
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And then I hear sweet mus- ic float ar- ound my head
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As I re- call the ma- ny things we left un- said
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And it's on days like these that I re- mem- ber
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Sing- ing songs and drink- ing wine
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While your eyes played games with mine
