Morning

What of a morning
 That brings the day so gently
 It bathes the leaves of memories
 I felt so long ago
 I still recall you
 In all these early hours
 If I were there once more to share
 A love lost long ago
 The crassness of youth
 Concluding only half of the truth
 Exuding only one small percent
 Of what I surely felt for you
 And then one morning
 It brought the day so gently
 We set apart things of the heart
 And lost love long ago
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 What of a morning
 It brings the day so gently
 It bathes the leaves of memories
 I felt so long ago
 I still recall you
 In all these early hours
 If I were there once more to share
 A love lost long ago
 The crassness of youth
 Concluding only half of the truth
 Exuding only one small percent
 Of what I felt for you
 And then one morning
 It brought the day so gently
 We set apart things of the heart
 And lost love long ago
 We lost love long ago
 We lost it
 We lo-lo-lost it
 We lost our love
 We lost our love
 We lost, lost, lost, lo-
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 We lost our love long ago
 Long ago