A joyous day
I get to see you
so glad I can stay
what shall we do
Down to the river
to sit and talk
till cold and quiver
back a silent walk
Back to the fun
oh the bliss
oh damn, the high is done
how i wish for a kiss
For its not to be
for I love you so
and you love me
now we go
Always to think of times
that never seem to last
like lemons and limes
a blast from the past
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