And lovers walked beneath those trees and birds found songs to sing.
I dodged the same old taxicabs that I had dodged for years.
The chorus of their squeaky horns was music to my ears.
No matter how they change her, I'll remember her that way.
No matter how they change her, I'll remember her that way.
That way.
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