I first met my girlfriend in the park one April day
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she was sitting underneath my favorite tree
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I had to say "you can't sit there"
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She laughed at me you know I couldn't help but like her
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told her so
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and then I guess I must've closed my eyes and kissed her
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looked again
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still there
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How did she get here?
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Why today appear?
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How can she be here?
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Minutes stretched to days to months
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we never left that spot
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I swear they had to mow around us
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carved our names into the tree and pledged that we'd be there
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One day we're talking
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suddenly she's got to play a game of hide and seek
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I close my eyes and count to ten
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look again
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she's gone
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Someone tell me please
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how long must I wait for her to be a good friend to her now?
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I can only count so high; the numbers just run out
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but I won't stop until they do
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(one million and one...one million and two...etc.)
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Looked high and low, looked all around but couldn't find her
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climbed a tree--nothing to see but people looking at me funny
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called her name
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I swear I spent the next three years just trying to find her
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thought I saw her once or twice but I'm not sure
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one thing I know though:
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when she goes
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she's gone
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How can I be there
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when I can't find her anywhere?
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How can I be
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unless she is
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why should I be
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there.
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There
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Admiral Twin |