Do you gather flowers for me Moving softly through the trees With the scent against your arms Long ago I knew your charms As I walk through the purple hills of Soon forgotten Know that my heart was in your hand And my heart was in your hand Do your lips still call my name Would your mouth still taste the same There I learned the sweetest words Oh! what price of mercy Yeahthough I steal all across the years The memory lingers on With my heart in your hand Ohmy heart in your hand Should I fall beside the road Everlasting wandering soul And the memory sublime And my heart was there Yeahas I walk through the purple hills of Long ago I know my heart was in your hand Ohmy heart was in your hand My heart is in your hand Ohmy heart
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