Love of my life, your father never watched the sky,
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And your mother cried in bed.
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So you danced alone, and colored pictures,
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In a house where no one listened while you spoke.
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And I can not promise you a fortune,
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'Cause I've been a poor boy all my life.
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All that I have to give are these two empty hands to keep you warm,
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While I sing
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Na na na na na na na na
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I will remember
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Na na na na na na na na
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You and I both, we found our place among the wildflowers,
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Lost, but not alone.
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And I understand, all of the compromise it takes,
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For you to let me breathe your air.
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I don't know much about the heavens.
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Most constellations just seem like stars.
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But I'll open up my mind, and these two empty hands will keep you warm,
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While I sing
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Na na na na na na na na
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I will remember.
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Na na na na na na na na
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Oh and I'll sing
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Na na na na na na na na
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I will remember, Love, oh yeah.
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I will not lie about perfection, 'cause we'll have our dark and troubled days.
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Love I can not help but smile, 'cause my once empty hands are filled with yours,
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and we'll sing
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Na na na na na na na na
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I will remember.
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Na na na na na na na na
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Oh and we'll sing
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Na na na na na na na na
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I will remember, Love (Na na na na na na na na)
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Oh, oh and I'll sing for you.(Na na na na na na na na)
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Oh and i'll sing for you.(Na na na na na na na na)
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Oh, Oh and I'll sing for you.(Na na na na na na na na)
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I'll sing for you. (Na na na na na na na na)
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Wildflowers
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| Ron Pope |
