.The trees
On the hillside where we once lay
Are all dead and gone
But there's still the song that we used to sing
And now
There's a loose cat on your windowsill
And she's looking pale, oh, she's looking thin
She'd love to come inside
Oh, she'd love to be inside
One fal.
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