she used to take long walks
she used to have small talks
she used to dress her dolls
and brush their golden curls...
she used to dream all day
she used to dance all night
she used to let time fly...
I hold on to you... maybe a little too much maybe a little too close, maybe a little too soon you were a dream I had once in a summer's day now that it's winter time I just can't let you go away!
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