And I was green, greener than
the hill
Where the flowers grew and
the sun shone still
Now I'm darker than the deepest
sea
Just hand me down, give me
a place to be.
And I was strong, strong in
the sun
I thought I'd see when day
is done
Now I'm weaker than the palest
blue
Oh, so weak in this need for
you.
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