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We sat under London skies on a perfect June day
I touched her hand and whispered her name
And all of the birds flew by and the clouds blew away
The rose oil in her hair, her infinite grace

These are the thoughts that take me
To a different place
These are the words that take me
To a different place

And I gave her a rose from my garden
And the petals blew away
They look like confetti
On her beautiful face

These are the thoughts that take me
To a different place
These are the words that take me
To a different place
These are the thoughts that take me
To a different place
These are the words that take me
To a different place

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