The flowers grow upon this hill
As the breeze blows
I stand still
Remembering days gone past
Those summer days
Where love was always in the air
For a girl with golden hair
She was the one that I loved
An angel sent from above
For my heart did beat
For her kiss that taste so sweet
The love within her warm embrace
could warm up my coldest of days
However our love did not last
We did part
Leaving a big void
Within my lonely heart
We became part of each other’s past
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