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Hide your heart from sight,
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Lock your dreams at night,
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It could happen to you.
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Don't count stars
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Or you might stumble,
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Someone drops a sigh
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And down you tumble,
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Keep an eye on spring,
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Run when church bells ring.
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It could happen to you
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All I did was wonder
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How your arms would b e
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And it happened to me
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It Could Happen To You
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| Jo Stafford |
