| In the fall I waited
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| In the fall I was silent
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| In the fall I had an answer
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| But in spring I cried for you
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| I’m through with the seasons
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| And done with the sun
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| And the huge uncertainties;
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| Go eastward no one
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| The bricks singled out
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| When a building crumbles
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| Oh everything is ruining February!
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| We met up this morning
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| And laced up our walking shoes
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| First we fortified ourselves
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| With coffee and some juice
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| Weighing up the options
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| We set out for the day
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| We didn’t take umbrellas
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| ‘Cause they’d just get in the way
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| It was almost nine o’clock
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| I said we’re going on a long, long, long, long walk
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| And when you started talking
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| I forgot that you get in the way
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| I couldn’t stop laughing
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| And our shoulders ricocheted
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| And all the local buskers
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| We gave them all our notes
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| We’d muddle through til dusk
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| Then we’d huddle in our coats
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| It was almost ten o’clock
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| And we were going on a long, long, long, long walk
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| And we didn’t worry or hurry
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| Or argue about which route to take
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| I forgot how to cross the road
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| But the drivers still know how to brake
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| And you told your little story
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| The one I’ve heard before
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| As I looked at our reflection
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| Windowshopping the department store
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| Hey look it’s eleven o’clock
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| In the morning of our long, long, long, long, long walk
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| In the fall I waited
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| In the fall I was silent
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| In the fall I had an answer
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| But in spring I cried for you
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| We improvised a silly song
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| And it worked just like a charm
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| I pulled you closer into me
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| And we were walking arm in arm
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| And no one noticed
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| When we leaned against a tree
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| You whispered a suggestion
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| ‘Cause you knew that I’d agree
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| It was almost three o’clock
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| In the afternoon of our long, long, long, long walk
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| We weren’t paying attention
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| And ended where we hadn’t planned
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| Then we found that just by chance
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| We were walking hand in hand
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| We didn’t detach ourselves
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| Or catch the perfect view
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| But we kissed in front of strangers
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| Like regular lovers do
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| It was getting dark at five o’clock
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| In the evening of our long, long, long, long walk
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| I stopped to catch my breath
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| And turning ‘round you’re gone
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| But there this:
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| You know I’d bend to kiss
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| The ground we walked upon
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| And I was tired of walking
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| So I took the bus back home
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| We left my place together
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| But I wrote this song alone
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| It was only nine o’clock
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| I said we’re going on a long, long, long, long, long walk
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| Long, long, long, long, long, long walk |