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She's beautiful in white;

With her hair up, and her evening gown.

She's got that ready smile

That's never thought to frown.

And the way she walks you'd think

She's wearing a princess crown.



She's seen her share of downs

But it's never touched her face.

And if she ever fell to crying

It never left a trace.

I only knew her once,

But she left me with her grace.



And I think of her and smile,

And I think of her and sigh.

But tonight of all those nights

I lay here asking why-

Why Our days we loved so much

Could come, and go on by.