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Cold, damp fog crawls through the streets.
Its icy breath clings to my feet.
And yet the thought of you makes me fly –
Fly away into sunnier skies.

Falling leaves play in the autumn wind –
Raindrop-tears of the parting summer on my skin.

And yet the thought of you sparkles like champagne,
And I find myself dancing in the rain –
Just thinking of my sweet, sweet Jane.

~~~♫♫♫~~~

Falling leaves play in the autumn wind –
Raindrop-tears of the parting summer on my skin.

And yet the thought of you sparkles like champagne,
And I find myself dancing in the rain –
Just thinking of my sweet, sweet Jane.

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