Little birds where have you gone? Come back and sing me another song Inhale- cool crisp air This next season brings a new love affair Not one where the fresh flowers bloom But cold and drab And as bleak as the moon I will sit and watch The leaves of change It will not stop An unequal exchange The golden kiss of the morning sun The fiery flame of evenings dusk Mark the day that you will come Our meeting will be brusque I hold no affections for you
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