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Hard To Say

 

when will i get my chance to make the lilacs bloom

to decorate the tomb with petals from the groom

who cried "the circumstance could never be assumed!"

it's hard to say, it's hard to say

 

when will i get my chance to burn the shoulders of

the women and the men who dance when theyre in love

who give into romance like hands fit into gloves

it's hard to say, it's hard to say

 

when will i get my chance to watch autumn leaves fall

to make babies crawl to windowsills and all to watch the colors change

and some children are so strange, some children are so strange

 

when will i get my chance to put you in a trance

a-watchin all the snow that's fallin even though

it never lets you down, never makes a sound

 

it's hard to say, it's hard ...

 

 

 

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