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Home is like a river of goodbye
Without a summer lullaby since you are gone
No one rings the bell from what Ive heard
Im all alone just like a bird without a song
Life is an endless parade, its no sweet lemonade
Only an empty bottle left in the shade, oh boy
What have I done to make you go?
Where is the sun? Where is the snow when you are away?
Roses seem to fade upon my side
Since you have left, there is no night, there is no day
Life is an endless parade, its no sweet lemonade
Only an empty bottle left in the shade, oh boy
Life is an endless parade, its no sweet lemonade
Only an empty bottle left here under the shade.