If you were a mountain top I would keep ascending and never stop If you were some kind of store I would buy you out and wait for more If you were my native land I would hold you close I'd take your hand And be your man And dream of summertime I wish you would be mine But every good thing dies Every good thing dies If you were a mountain top I would climb right up and jump right off If you were some kind of store I would rob you blind and lock the door If you were my native land I would take control I would demand That you take my hand You were the dream of summertime I wished you would be mine Then every good thing dies
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