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Sunday, April 23, 2006

Lyrics for Recuerdos

When I look up, it doesn't even show that you are.
That special way of knowing, the wind doesn't even blow, because of you.
Smiling face, yours is the only one, I never could do without it.
No more, no more.
That is the way I seem to feel.

Your hand in mine, we pass the time.

Bye bye..........................

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