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| | C | G7 | F | C |
| | Her face was | crystal, | fair and | fine |
| | F | C | G7 |
| | Her breath was | morning, | her lips were wine |
| | F | C | F |
| | Her eyes were | laughter, her touch d | ivine |
| | G | F | C |
| | Her face was crystal, and s | he was | mine. |
| If only she could feel my pain |
| But feelin's a burden she can't sustain |
| So Like A Summer Thursday, I cry for rain |
| To come and turn the ground to green again. |
| If only she could hear my song |
| 'Bout the empty difference 'tween rights and wrongs |
| Then I know that I could stand alone |
| As well as they, now that she's gone. |
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| Intro: D - f#m - G - A - D |