Great man of your time,
poet of verse and poet of rhyme
you let the white man know
how easy it is to let go
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Just the two of us
making memories all our own,
Just the two of us
have memories that have grown
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Sunshine, you're my sunshine
and without you nothing's right.
You warm me like the sunshine
when I see you in my sight.
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When does a boy become a man?
Only when he understands
that who he is has never changed.
His priorities are just rearranged.
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A portrait of beauty is what he bought,
Not knowing what lay ahead.
He was captivated by the face and eyes
That he stared at from his bed.
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Each year I await your long journeyed flight.
And magically you appear before my sight.
Strong, yet fragile you've come to stay
where the warmth will draw you towards my way.
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As night time approaches and I lie abed
I wish for dreams to come into my head.
Dreams that will carry me far beyond
Regular occurrences to which I respond,
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If I hold a grain of sand
so tiny in my hand
it makes me sensitive and I understand
that is just like me.
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Sister, sister where are you?
Since you left I've been so blue.
Are you someplace, someplace near?
Are you someplace better than here?
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Who's going to judge me when I die?
No one else other than I.
For who knows better what I have done?
I can't think of anyone.
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