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First love.

There's a tree down by a stream
where we used to sit and dream,
making plans and holding hands
and sharing one ice-cream.

we would laugh in the sun
roll around and have some fun,
then we'd kiss and make love
while the stars shone up above.

But that was then and this is now
we seemed to lose it all somehow,
we thought then our love would grow
or we were just too young to know.

There's a tree down by a stream
where I sit alone and dream,
instead of sun now falling rain
will I ever see my first love again.















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