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There is only one place
And that is near the sea,
Where I can gather my thoughts
On how things used to be.

The romance the passion
The love that we had,
The laughter the beauty
She a young girl and me just a lad.

What music we made together
What fun to embrace,
We lived life in the fast lane
Her beautiful lips to taste.

Her laughter was infectious
Her blue eyes I just adored,
But then she moved away
She cut my heart with a sword.

It's been fifty odd years now
But I still hope and pray,
My little blue eyed gal
Will come home to stay.













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