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If I were Cynthia, and my love Lennon
I would love him as my first and last love
I would not believe if this was heaven
That is a dream like clouds above.


I would love him as my first and last love
Dance with him till my final breath
That is a dream like clouds above
Before the end comes like death.


Dance with him till my final breath
In the memories I have kept for so long
Before the end comes like death
But for our son, I have to stay strong


In the memories I have kept for so long
I see him smiling at his jokes
But for our son, I have to stay strong
Tonight, in his memory, I'm cleaning the dirt on his cloak.


I see him smiling at his jokes
And wish he would be here with me
Tonight, in his memory, I'm cleaning the dirt on his cloak
Wondering why we couldn't stay as a family


And wish he would be here with me
I would not believe if this was heaven
Wondering why we couldn't stay as a family
If I were Cynthia, and my love Lennon

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