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, r U' S2 X ~' H! ]; b5 i" mGoodbye England's rose
+ C1 l: @6 X0 H# c+ e- DMay you ever grow in our hearts
! P0 r: R: m; E# C9 K2 aYou were the grace that placed itself/ o5 e5 Z. m0 V) ?
Where lives were torn apart
# V1 i5 O5 N: n$ qYou called out to our country8 l" Q3 `, O$ }/ @1 w
And you whispered to those in pain s) K, B+ ^% f& ~$ u |- _
Now you belong to heaven) }, Y3 J& W6 p0 m; S* }" U
And the stars spell out your name( ~+ H) _3 c6 m9 l4 c/ K' D
! t$ P4 b. i: x. SAnd it seems to me you lived your life/ [$ s$ r4 G: k$ e) ?2 Q
Like a candle in the wind) t) G" D( l( G7 z+ B
Never fading with the sunset+ d. I0 x% ^/ f3 b, J7 _' r
When the rain set in1 `6 }: R0 N1 r& f6 q3 t% H
And your footsteps will always fall here1 [4 L) u/ k& S$ @% y7 ?) C
Along England's greenest hills& _1 k' P% p0 ?
Your candle's burned out long before
* v8 P/ }+ B+ i" UYour legend ever will+ h) y J. A& N
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Loveliness we've lost( ~5 s7 N* B2 L+ [7 R
These empty days without your smile
* X+ ]5 w# ]9 F: K/ jThis torch we'll always carry
' t8 m% Z0 l* H3 C X3 C- |2 yFor our nation's golden child
$ ?- b: m( |+ @; _+ U% CAnd even though we try) ]4 ]/ E& U9 b' h, E
The truth brings us to tears8 P3 G! Y. a7 b/ f
All our words cannot express. Z3 n) O6 [: M0 p0 Q) m. G
The joy you brought us through the years
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: h3 ?. K- R5 G8 l( ?$ vAnd it seems to me you lived your life- N9 r: v/ m. v& z* @( |
Like a candle in the wind6 C8 R1 f, \2 l
Never fading with the sunset; e' l: x! _2 H6 J
When the rain set in
% e$ b: a- m" p+ ~And your footsteps will always fall here
9 ~3 a8 P; I3 r) G' u: TAlong England's greenest hills
9 e8 O. V1 W, d4 M7 G' p" W# FYour candle's burned out long before3 a9 b! o3 u8 p# K. e2 g/ V
Your legend ever will
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* P1 ~) |% H4 f1 n2 KGoodbye England's rose$ {2 F* j I& ^! }6 v
May you ever grow in our hearts
, ?( U8 g4 k4 c; f* C0 eYou were the grace that placed itself
) H; e2 Q& h! [5 gWhere lives were torn apart
2 ^( q5 u" A, v% m/ }0 r7 e5 MGoodbye England's rose
! b" r- `3 I [: vFrom a country lost without your soul# Q- g$ A$ G7 l N; X% U
Who'll miss the wings of your compassion
# w! J7 Y3 f5 u' h% e# F; _More than you'll ever know
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And it seems to me you lived your life
8 U7 r% f t, }! \) R. WLike a candle in the wind) I0 o' H4 W8 P+ d' w$ A& v4 q
Never fading with the sunset) Q# _; f. y/ A4 l& K1 m8 \1 D' M G* L
When the rain set in ^6 o: f) V+ S" ?7 I
And you footsteps will always fall here0 E, v: ^9 |' P, z( W" v
Along England's greenest hills
4 h9 q& m- L! G4 ?; `Your candle's burned out long before( C' e( }% J% O1 g: Z
Your legend ever will |
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