Текст песни Dan Fogelberg - Sketches
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A. summerLate in the summerWhen the cottonwood diesThe fields are on fireWith green bottlefliesAnd Im still seeing reflectionsOf me in your eyesAnd why did you leaveLast summer? Now, the seasons are changingFrom summer to fallAnd Ive still got that pictureHung on my wallAnd theres so much forgottenAnd too much recalledAnd why did you leaveAt all? B. winterStanding beside youMid-winter dayHearts beating closeTogether.Wishing that wed foundSomeway to makeThat moment lastForever.Standing silent--laughing--Breathing steamGazing down into a freezingStream...I saw the face of a childI saw the face of a child.