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Spoon full of Sugar in Montreal city
When the leaves are dying and look so pretty
At home the ships are on the rocks and sinking
And as hard as we try we just cant stop thinking
Dirt in my fist roots on my sleeve
This year the trees fell before the leaves
People like me like people like you
Cause people like you are far too few
Oh night and daylight had got nothing on you
And nothing's everlasting when your always just passing through
ohhh
Ear full of music just when I need it
Your soul wont sing unless you bleed it
Lookin for answers through the night owl window
Million miles an hour through the wind and snow
Spoonful of Sugar in Montreal City
Where the leaves are dying and look so pretty
Nothing can cure the home sick disease
This year the trees fell before the leaves.....(Repeat and fade out)