Walt Cronin
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I would try to get along I would try to stay strong
I would never give up on and the “thought of you”
I’d be your always friend On that you can depend
And I hope you always will and I promise till
Chorus: The stars will burst out of heaven’s skies
See the moon go flying by
The words I use to find that I will promise you—what ( else ) can I do ?
I’m sometimes weak I’m sometimes strong
Always try to get along, and I will not give up on and the “thought of you”
To always wait together and
Two can make a better stand
And I hope that hope will do and I promise you
Chorus: The stars’ll burst out of heaven’s skies
And the moon goes flying by
The words I use to find that I can promise you—what ( else ) can I do?
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