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Down along the creekI remember somethingHer, the heron hurried awayWhen first I breeched that last sundayLow moon don the yellow roadI remember somethingThat leaving wasn't easingAll that heaving in my vinesAnd as certain it is evening'at is now is not the time'OohToiling with your bloodI remember somethingIn b, unrationed kissingOn a night second to lastFinding both your handsAs second sun came past the glassAnd oh, I know it felt rightAnd I had you in my graspOh, then how we gonna cryCause it once might not mean somethingLove, a second glanceIt is not something that we'll needHoney, understandThat I have been left here in the reedsBut all I'm tryingTo do is get my feet out from the creaseAnd I see youTurn around, you're my a-teamTurn around now, you're my a-teamGod damn, turn around nowYou're my a-team
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