Из альбома: Man Of Miracles
(Dennis DeYoung)
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one day you're up
and the next day you're down
and all your dreams
pass you by
you sit in your room
with your face in a frown
waiting for her
last goodbye
and all of the wishing wells
and stars in the sky
won't make her stay any more
and all of the plans you've made
will soon wash to sea
like a lark who can't sing any more
once in awhile you remember her laugh
for she could make you feel strong
'twas then that you thought your love always would last
but now it seems you were wrong
and all of the wishing wells
and stars in the sky
won't make her stay anymore
and all of the plans you've made
will soon wash to sea
like a lark who can't sing any more
golden lark won't you sing any more
golden lark
keeps her heart
riding on the wind
she's a mystery
like a gypsy
hides her love within
golden lark
keeps her heart
riding on the wind
she's a mystery
like a gypsy
hides her love within
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