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0 S$ U- D& p! J1 d8 uGoodbye England's rose
4 J# s* s2 L3 ^May you ever grow in our hearts
f4 j- ?3 D0 s. tYou were the grace that placed itself
) k1 U& [$ P3 G6 C; _% _Where lives were torn apart6 i6 e% D( L/ V8 d/ J
You called out to our country# o/ z/ t+ R) i4 ?1 X- [9 W
And you whispered to those in pain. t) l9 U! q- ]6 E) @
Now you belong to heaven) V' Y! p8 k3 d
And the stars spell out your name3 _6 @; B, N# K. Q9 a: q
( }) \$ v" \- x( `9 B* w V# Z/ O/ vAnd it seems to me you lived your life7 _) @: V& Z9 C6 w ~% w9 }
Like a candle in the wind) `0 J* W( D! `0 { {
Never fading with the sunset) l: P6 S# ~9 ?1 ~
When the rain set in/ ^+ N) K% F4 Q
And your footsteps will always fall here
3 o& S+ i/ Q9 j# g3 Z" c# CAlong England's greenest hills4 e) {3 s% Y9 q4 I6 R
Your candle's burned out long before
: n6 b; G( e, W$ E; g& JYour legend ever will
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Loveliness we've lost- \. R h/ U2 A
These empty days without your smile
) p# W! s/ n! k: @. mThis torch we'll always carry
) T7 n2 p. I, g: [( l2 HFor our nation's golden child. ~1 A: U: \( Y& a* w8 z! j
And even though we try
+ O0 C2 t0 P- n3 ^1 @) o6 hThe truth brings us to tears
" p& u+ I, C* C) Q+ d4 ZAll our words cannot express
_1 g3 ^ l+ {5 W& V) @The joy you brought us through the years$ D. w( E# o2 t! h* k6 F
9 y+ }. k0 D4 d7 s4 X1 }And it seems to me you lived your life
# |$ ^3 n7 G# U1 NLike a candle in the wind' G5 X' ]( u# z. F4 A; j
Never fading with the sunset. Y3 H% U& }7 i9 s* U$ s: w
When the rain set in, ?+ \) ~- `4 Q: }) g1 C; l2 b
And your footsteps will always fall here
' `( m; q5 l( z7 EAlong England's greenest hills5 K$ W& l9 x T. x* F% \- \/ B% t! i4 P
Your candle's burned out long before
6 z+ }# a k9 t9 } |Your legend ever will' v: G' `+ R. D
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Goodbye England's rose
# |$ n/ b- R+ N" d( z! FMay you ever grow in our hearts- u6 k+ F7 g+ n3 p- B2 L% g, m
You were the grace that placed itself
" V$ m) M( ?, i2 iWhere lives were torn apart
8 a X" r, a* a- ^Goodbye England's rose+ h" j6 R" V7 T0 Y2 [
From a country lost without your soul4 i0 C( q4 ]7 G- i4 [, L
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion$ N8 i+ [" L2 d4 O" C: l% ^& O# W; m
More than you'll ever know2 u+ ]$ {$ I I% E% z. H
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And it seems to me you lived your life
f4 ?9 X6 E4 E" }2 l% T8 sLike a candle in the wind$ J2 u0 ?& w4 p+ j, H1 p
Never fading with the sunset
! \( S& h7 Q4 N( f; bWhen the rain set in; c( I6 u& H9 ~) _7 v9 ^! p
And you footsteps will always fall here: @4 R( Z, N# A" O
Along England's greenest hills
6 s' r# I4 w3 ~ |- s" A& f. ]Your candle's burned out long before' n. x. Y. Q( W5 G8 E
Your legend ever will |
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