stepping out of the grey day she came
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her red hair falling like the sky
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love held them there in that moment with the whole world passing by
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he could look through all of his books
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and not find a line that would do
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to tell of changes he could feel her make in him
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just by being there
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so good just to walk in the light
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may the moon shine down on love every night
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sometimes it seems the only things real
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are what we are and what we feel
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Red Hair
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| The Incredible String Band |
