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I'd like sometimes to smile at you
When frowning feelings call
But I'd have to explain the things I'd do
For no occasion at all.
I'd like sometimes to touch your eyes
For my tears often fall
But I'd have to explain, I realize
For no occasion at all.
Is there really such a thing as friends
Who touch each other so?
Or will I have to make amends
For a love that wouldn't grow.
It worries me to think that I
Could ever be so small
As to hurt something so innocent
For no occasion at all.
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