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Golden rose, the color of the dream I had
Not too long ago A misty blue and the lilac too A never to grow old. A there you were under the tree of song Sleeping so peacefully In your hand a flower played A waiting there for me. I have never Laid eyes on you Not like a before This timeless day A but you walked and ya ha Once smiled my name And you stole My heart away A stole my heart away little girl, yeah All right ! Golden rose, the color of the dream I had Not too long ago Misty blue and lilac too A never to grow old. Golden rose, the color of the dream I had Misty blue and lilac too Golden rose, the color of the dream I had Misty blue and lilac too Gold and rose, gold are rose, gold and rose. It's only a dream I'd love to tell somebody about this dream The sky was filled with a thousand stars While the sun kissed the mountains blue And eleven moons played across rainbows Above me and you. Gold and rose the color of the velvet walls surround us.
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