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| Band of Gold | |
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Now that you're gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dream I hold Is a band of gold And the memories of what love could be If you are still here with me You took me from the shelter of a mother I had never known Who loved any other We kissed after taking vows But that night on our honeymoon We stayed in separate rooms I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom Hoping soon that you'll walk Back through that door And love me like you tried before Since you've been gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dream I hold Is a band of gold And the dream of what love could be If you are still here with me Ooh, don't you know that I wait in the darkness of my lonely room Filled with sadness, filled with gloom Hoping soon that you'll walk Back through that door And love me like you tried before Since you've been gone All that's left is a band of gold All that's left of the dream I hold Is a band of gold And the dream of what love could be If you are still here with me | |
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| Title:Que Sera, Sera Artist: Doris Day - Contributor:Webmaster | |
| When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, "What will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich?" Here's what she said to me: "Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." When I was just a child in school, I asked my teacher, "What will I try? Should I paint pictures" Should I sing songs?" This was her wise reply: "Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." When I grew up and fell in love. I asked my sweetheart, "What lies ahead? Will we have rainbows Day after day?" Here's what my sweetheart said: "Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be." Now I have Children of my own. They ask their mother, "What will I be?" Will I be handsome? Will I be rich?" I tell them tenderly: "Que sera, sera, Whatever will be, will be; The future's not ours to see. Que sera, sera, What will be, will be. Que Sera, Sera!" | |
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