The old couple sitting on the bench
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Under the midsummer sun, under the midsummer sun
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Watching their grandchildren playing In the playground, in the playground
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Wouldn't it be nice to be Playing with them, to be like them Rather than wasting my time Living like a fool, I keep losing my cool
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I keep dreaming of the bees and the butterflies They don't seem to go away I keep thinking of the way we used to play I don't want them to go away
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Together we went up onto the hills Do you remember? Do you remember? We felt we were the kings of the world Do you remember? I still remember
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I keep dreaming of the bees and the butterflies They don't seem to go away I keep thinking of the way we used to play I don't want them to go away
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