Pete's Songs in a Bottle 

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For Jean

underneath the willow-tree she'd come and sing my songs for me

I seem to see her still, her silken hair is floating in the wind
I seem to hear her voice sing hauntingly the songs we used to sing

I sing for Jean a song of loneliness
she gives her time,
she gives me everything she has

and I love her with all my heart

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