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Bread - Diary
מחבר ומלחין: David Gates
I found her diary
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Underneath the tree
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And started reading about me
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The words she'd written
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took me by surprise;
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you'd never read them in her eyes
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They said that she had found
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the love she'd waited for
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Wouldn't you know it?
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She wouldn't show it
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Then she, confronted
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With the writing there,
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simply pretended not to care
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I passed it off as just in keeping
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With her total disconcerting air
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And though she tried to hide
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the love that she denied
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Wouldn't you know it?
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She wouldn't show it
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And as I go through my life
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I will give to her, my wife
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All the sweet things
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I can find
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I found her diary
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Underneath the tree
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And started reading about me
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The words began to stick
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And tears to flow.
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Her meaning now was clear to see
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The love she'd waited for
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Was someone else, not me
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Wouldn't you know it?
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She wouldn't show it
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And as I go through my life
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I will wish for her, his wife
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All the sweet things she can find
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All the sweet things they can find
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