With a thousand words he told me he loved me
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That's alright, I told him, the sun never shines when I am looking
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I wish I could tell him when the floods come screaming in
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But I know it would only wash away his idle smiles sooner
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There are days when shooting stars reign and blue breezes blow troubles from my hair
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Moments pass where everything I want glides the tune on his lips
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I remember the copper warmth of heart that led me here with him
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And yet I can never keep hold of the feeling's sandy kite strings
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It will come, they told me, give him the chance and Spring's love will blossom
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So far as I sadly see now April's dewy romances are all that call me near
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His gold-freckled eyes ask to know my soul and make me wish I had—
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Make me wish I could honestly repay a thousand well-wandered words