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Candle In The Wind |
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Elton John/Bernie Taupin (Princess Diana Tribute Version) |
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Intro |
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Verse 1 |
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Goodbye England`s rose; may you ever grow in our hearts, |
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You were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart. |
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You called out to our country, and you whispered to those in pain. |
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Now you belong to heaven, and the stars spell out your name. |
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Chorus |
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And it seems to me you lived your life like a candle in the wind: |
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Never fading with the sunset when the rain set in. |
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And your footsteps will always fall here, along England`s greenest hills; |
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Your candle burned out long before |
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your legend ever will. |
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Verse 2 |
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Loveliness we`ve lost; these empty days without your smile. |
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This torch we`ll always carry for our nation`s golden child. |
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And even though we try, the truth brings us to tears; |
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All our words cannot express the joy you brought us through the years. |
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Verse 3 |
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Goodbye England`s rose; may you ever grow in our hearts, |
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You were the grace that placed itself where lives were torn apart. |
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Goodbye England`s rose, from a country lost without your soul, |
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Who`ll miss the wings of your compassion more than you`ll ever know. |
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