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Buffalo Springfield Expecting To Fly

There you stood on the edge of your feather Expecting to fly While I laughed, I wondered whether I could wave goodbye Knowin' that you'd gone By the

There you stood on the edge of your feather Expecting to fly While I laughed, I wondered whether I could wave goodbye Knowing that you'd gone By the summer

There you stood on the edge of your feather Expecting to fly While I laughed, I wondered whether I could wave goodbye Knowing that you'd gone By the