(Dennis DeYoung)
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one day you're up

and the next day you're down
and all your dreams
pass you by


you sit in your room
with your face in a frown

waiting for her
last goodbye


and all of the wishing wells
and stars in the sky
won't make her stay any more


and all of the plans you've made
will soon wash to sea

like a lark who can't sing any more

once in awhile you remember her laugh

for she could make you feel strong
'twas then that you thought your love always would last
but now it seems you were wrong


and all of the wishing wells
and stars in the sky

won't make her stay anymore

and all of the plans you've made

will soon wash to sea
like a lark who can't sing any more
golden lark won't you sing any more


golden lark
keeps her heart

riding on the wind

she's a mystery

like a gypsy
hides her love within


golden lark
keeps her heart
riding on the wind


she's a mystery
like a gypsy

hides her love within

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