paroles de chanson Picking Up Pebbles - Cornelia
Look
at
the
kids
on
the
sandy
shore
Watching
the
tide
come
in
I
used
to
do
the
same
sweet
things
What
pleasures
it
did
bring
Picking
up
pebbles
and
throwing
them
into
the
sea
Watching
the
white
surf
carry
them
all
back
to
me
But
now
it′s
all
over
I've
grown
up
it
don′t
seem
the
same
The
things
in
my
childhood
I
know
are
all
just
a
game
To
sit
in
my
bed
and
watch
the
stars
High
up
in
the
sky
To
say
my
prayers
and
off
to
sleep
And
then
to
wave
them
goodbye
Wouldn't
it
be
nice
if
clocks
could
be
turn
back
the
years
Just
to
relive
the
good
times
and
all
of
the
tears
Oh
God
it
brings
joy
to
see
them
in
looking
so
gay
How
I
wish
I
could
go
back
to
my
childhood
days
Look
at
the
kids
on
the
sandy
shore
Watching
the
tide
come
in
I
used
to
do
the
same
sweet
things
What
pleasures
it
did
bring
Picking
up
pebbles
and
throwing
them
into
the
sea
Picking
up
pebbles
and
throwing
them
into
the
sea
Picking
up
pebbles
and
throwing
them
into
the
sea
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