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Simple Kind Of Lovely
Leaning on a tree trunk
Thinking all the same junk
Falling in and out of a dream
Back and forth im swaying
Im contamplating staying
Laying and decaying
When i know i must leave
Where do i aim when i shoot the breeze?
How do i call myself at times like these?
I need a simple kind of lovely
And the thought is just a novelty
You can spend the whole time dangling form a grape vine
Standing underneath you when they cut you free
But what about when the sun leaves?
And what about those bad dreams?
Who will walk you back into reality
I wish things could be like this everyday
I know that i could never live this way
It was just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be ok
I wish things could be like this everyday
I know that i could never live this way
It was just a simple kind of lovely and the memories will be ok
Was just a simple king of lovely and the memories will be ok
The memories will be ok
Memories will be ok
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