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The sky is such an intense blue It almost hurts your eyes The aspens' gold against that hue Could easily make you cry On the crisp air a bugle sounds, Carried on the wind Some precious things don't last forever, Others never seem to end
This sun-warmed rock's my hideaway... A place to clear my mind And listen to the magpies Give their opinions of mankind The whispers of the aspens Seem to know me all too well Their language clearly speaks to me. What touching tales they tell
CHORUS: They say that aspens whisper I think I understand Cause I know our winter's comin' And it's not what I had planned They say that aspens tremble Inside I'm trembling too I know somehow I must go on It's what I have to do
Cause autumn in the high country…. Means winter's coming soon And by the time the last snow melts I know that you'll be leavin' too How do we fill the coming months With a lifetime's worth of dreams How do we steal a moment's joy From the stormy skies of pain
CHORUS: They say that aspens whisper I think I understand Cause I know our winter's comin' And it's not what I had planned They say that aspens tremble Inside I'm trembling too I know somehow I must go on It's what I have to do for you
TAG: I may not know God's reason For why you have to leave But I know there was a season When you gave true love to me
[This message has been edited by blakeh (edited 09-03-2002).]
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