In The Square Lyrics by Pretty Things
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In the square, she came running,
I was lucky to be there.
In her hair, she wore flowers,
The scent it filled the air.
She must leave, not returning,
I was sadness standing there,
A silent square, bus of silver,
With my vision disappears.
In the square, she came running,   I was lucky to be there.   In her hair, she wore flowers,   The scent it filled the air.   She must leave, not returning,   I was sadness standing there,   A silent square, bus of silver,   With my vision disappears.