.It's the season of the golden leaves
When the wind turns into a bitter breeze
I was walking thru the oak leaves on the hill
With my lady, oh she's got a strong will
And I see her thru these ever-clouded eyes
This time it's goodbye and I can't answer why
Maybe it's b.
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