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long, long ago, where the tall grass grows, and the still air is sweet with summer flowers;, in the shade by the stream i would lie awake and dream, and in dreaming i would while away the hours. long, long gone yesterday, and the castle and the prince and the god to whom i prayed. well, i made, and i'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. i'm tired of trying to be free. gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. bed of roses i believed my life would be. well, i wasted years, all the useless, bitter tears. if i'd known i'd have stopped it at the start. i knew life was long, and i knew life could go wrong, but i never knew my life would break my heart. dreams die harder than pride. i have learned my lesson well. i will put them both aside. 'cause i made and i'm gonna lie in this bed of roses. i'm tired and i'm dying to be free. gonna lay down like a sigh in my bed of roses. bed of roses i believed my life would be. roses die, and all the fairy tales are lies, and i guess that's just too bad for poor old me. 'cause i made, and i'm gonna lie in my bed of roses. bed of roses i believed my life would be. bed of roses i believed my life would be.
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Artist: bette midler