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By Ann Hampton Callawa, At last my love has come along
My lonely days are
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, We are not in a position to display these lyrics
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, Comes a rain storm put your rubbers on your feet
Comes
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, Finding beauty, the night we met you set me free
I
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, I took my love and I took it down
I climbed
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, A far pink cloud hangs over the hill
Unfolding like a
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, So often as I wait for sleep I find myself
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, Someday I'll wish upon a star
And wake up where the
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, I can remember the rain in December
The leaves of brown
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, I saw you there one wonderful day
You took my heart
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, She was working in a bridal shop in Flushing, Queens.
'till
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By Ann Hampton Callawa, What is this thing called love?This funny thing called loveJust