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I dare not say I love you, for they hurt me when I do. They tear the wings from Angel love, so it no longer soars above. They torture me till I’m in tears; I am afraid of all my fears.
1st Verse: They are not wearing scarves and hoods but that doesn’t mean that they’re good. They’re a bunch of public schoolboys but they have come here to destroy. Chorus:
Kneeling down, as if to pray, the little piper softly plays, upon the pipe, a melody of Spring that sings inside of me. Oh, how the gentle rosebud ripens; slowly opening its lips.