Sally, do you still remember
When we use to play in the open field
We dream of daylight and breathe life
There is no fear in our world then
Sally, do you still remember
How we use to fight over little things
You were a little older than me anyway
I can't forget our little quarrels either
Sally, do you still remember
Tom and Peter, I heard they died
They wanted to be Doctors, they died
Before living the dream, do you still dream
Sally, do you still remember me
Because I think of you always
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