"We ran into her just by chance;
I saw it in a single glance
My oldest friend,
Your new romance, must I remember?
You couldn't run;
She couldn't hide
She dropped her eyes,
You turned aside
You didn't want to hurt my pride,
But you knew that
Love is a Rush of Wild Wind;
The Scent of a Summer Rose
A whistle blowing on a distant track and when it goes, it goes
I know that tale I've heard it told
How bruises reach down to the soul
A love once warm, turns icy cold
And I know that
Love is a Rush of Wild Wind;
The scent of a Summer Rose
A whistle blowing on a distant track
and when it goes, it goes
Take your heart where it longs to be
I won't bind you to a memory
I know if I wait, it will happen to me oh ho""
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