Текст песни Leopold Street - The Paper Kites
You
were
young,
but
your
eyes
were
younger
still
When
you
found
me
there
And
you
rode
down
the
street
watch
me
work
Building
tables
and
chairs
You
wore
white,
we
were
married
in
july
In
a
church
on
a
hill
And
i
cried
′cos
you
looked
just
like
the
winter
Dressed
in
the
light
Where
do
i
go?
What
do
i
know
now?
With
my
sweet
love
gone,
with
my
sweet
love
gone
With
my
hands
oh
i
worked
the
night
and
day
And
i
built
you
a
home
And
we
raised
our
own
children
in
those
walls
Now
they're
happy
and
gone
And
our
yard
it
was
colourful
with
flowers
That
scented
the
air
And
i
watched
as
they
slowly
died
away
When
you
needed
me
there
Who
do
i
be?
What
do
i
see
now?
With
my
sweet
love
gone,
with
my
sweet
love
gone
You
grew
old
so
much
faster
than
i
could
And
i
knew
you
would
go
Laid
to
rest
on
a
sunday
afternoon
And
you
left
me
alone
How
do
i
live?
What
do
i
give
now?
With
me
sweet
love
gone,
with
my
sweet
love
gone.
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