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There you stood on the edge of your feather,
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Expecting to fly.
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While I laughed, I wondered whether
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I could wave goodbye,
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Knowin' that you'd gone.
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By the summer it was healing,
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We had said goodbye.
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All the years we'd spent with feeling
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Ended with a cry,
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Babe, ended with a cry,
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Babe, ended with a cry.
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I tried so hard to stand
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As I stumbled and fell to the ground.
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So hard to laugh as I fumbled
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And reached for the love I found,
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Knowin' it was gone.
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If I never lived without you,
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Now you know I'd die.
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If I never said I loved you,
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Now you know I'd try,
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Babe, now you know I'd try.
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Babe, now you know I'd try,
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Babe.
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EXPECTING TO FLY
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| Buffalo Springfield |
