Текст песни
The same old dream returns each night were walking in a garden fair
A saxophone plays soft and low a trumpet answers in the air
And in our hearts it feels like spring though that sweet tune is touched with pain
As if it longs to softly say take care of love dont lose again
But years went by and you and i could never stay as one
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