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You remind me of feathered pillows
Georgia dawns and weeping willows
Days of summer long ago
Angel wings and fallen snow
You remind me of piano keys
A little sharp in middle C
Dust on soundboards, vase of roses
Roaring fire where a hound dog dozes
You remind me
How sweet it all can be
How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion that we brought to everything
All the promise that was spring
You remind me love is nothing
But the best that life can bring
You remind me of radio plays
The golden age of radio days
Imagination still was king
Didn't need to see everything
You remind me of shooting stars
Life was joy if living was hard
Rewards were few and patience thin
It was easy to begin again
You remind me
How sweet it all can be
You remind me of feathered pillows
Georgia dawns and weeping willows
Days of summer long ago
Angel wings and fallen snow
You remind me of piano keys
A little sharp in the middle C
Dust on soundboards, a vase of roses
Roaring fire where a hound dog dozes
You remind me
How sweet it all can be
How to whisper, how to sing
Of the passion that we brought to everything
All the promise that was spring
You remind me love is nothing
But the best that life can bring