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Take all of those hand me down
Wear them proud today
You'll need them when winter comes
To keep the warmth within
Season change while we grow old
We'll realise there's more to life than here
Set our sights on summer nights
And dance away the pain
But I wish
You didn't fly away
In the night-time
In the night-time
But I wish
You didn't fly away
In the night-time
In the night-time
Give up those old rags you have
That you don't need no more
They'll need hem when spring is here
Thread bare at the knees
Season change while we grow old
We'll realise there's more to life than here
Watch the leaves in autumn burn
Undecorate the trees
But I wish
You didn't fly away
In the night-time
In the night-time
But I wish
You didn't fly away
In the night-time
In the night-time
