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Upon the tree
My memories sail
Over the hill
I know a place
I used to live
Over the fields
Cherry blossoms
Sometimes I miss the last house on the street
Up on the roof
I used to play
My little Sis
We liked to go
Through all our dreams
Just like the wind
Sometimes I miss the last house on the street
If I go back
Just for a day
Travel the past
And feel awake
Lay on the grass
A sunny day
Sometimes I miss the last house on the street
Listen to mom’s call…to set the table
Sometimes I miss the last house on the street
Over the clouds
Look at the planes
Just for a while
Go up away
Ride on the bike
Caress the cat
I can recall
Where I was born
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