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At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, By the lake where we fished while our love was still new, We had talked; we had walked to the end of the roads We had pride in our stride and made high all our lows At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, On the swing where we laughed, it was then when I knew That our talks and our walks were much more than a game And quite soon, if I could, I would give you my name At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, In the dark of the night when the stars shined for you, With no care in the world, we made love in the grass With a passionate heat no one else could surpass At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, Where we laid in the grass from the frost ‘til the dew I had seen all to come, but I was not aware That I could have been wrong, and I truly despaired At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, In the door where we kissed and I said “bye” to you, In my sorrow I stood, and I knew you were gone From the house on the hill where I waited so long. At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, The trees all stayed green like my love did for you.
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Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
At the House on the Hill
At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, By the lake where we fished while our love was still new, We had talked; we had walked to the end of the roads We had pride in our stride and made high all our lows At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, On the swing where we laughed, it was then when I knew That our talks and our walks were much more than a game And quite soon, if I could, I would give you my name At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, In the dark of the night when the stars shined for you, With no care in the world, we made love in the grass With a passionate heat no one else could surpass At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, Where we laid in the grass from the frost ‘til the dew I had seen all to come, but I was not aware That I could have been wrong, and I truly despaired At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, In the door where we kissed and I said “bye” to you, In my sorrow I stood, and I knew you were gone From the house on the hill where I waited so long. At the house on the hill where the evergreens grew, The trees all stayed green like my love did for you.
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nick-kasparie
Jun 4, 2015
Jun 4, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC
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