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I'm wishing I could go back to, the times I once knew running and playing all day out in the blue under the in a summer breeze, the sunlight shinning through buttercup days and a tall maze with you
Martha, Martha, tell me what we've done the day to day no longer having fun whatever happened to the warm sun out in the cold, cold growing so old before our time has come
Martha, Martha, Martha tell me what done the day to day no longer having fun whatever happened to the warm sun (to the warm warm sun) out in the cold cold growing so old before our time has come
2 time after time our may cause, the things we used to do thinking it and running it over the whole day through the evening sun go down, and waiting for a minute or two the morning home in the dark and dusky blue
Martha, Martha, Martha me what we've done giving the day to day no longer fun happened to the warm warm sun were out in the cold, cold so old before our time has come
Martha, Martha, Martha tell me what we've giving the day to day no longer fun whatever happened to the warm warm sun (to the warm sun) out in the cold, cold growing so old before our time has come
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Martha, Martha, oh whatever Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Martha, Martha oh what have we've Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah Martha, Martha, oh happened