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Wondering Where lyrics
Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair
Picked up a pencil and wrote, I love you in my finest hand
Wanted to send it, but I don't know where I stand
Telephone, even the sound of your voice is still new
All alone in California and talking to you
I'm feeling too foolish and strange to say the words that I had planned
I guess it's too early 'cause I don't know where I stand
Crickets call, courting their ladies in star dappled green
Thicket's tall, until the morning comes up like a dream
How muted and misty so drowsy now, I'll take what sleep I can
I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand
I know that I miss you, but I don't know where I stand
Sunny day, braiding wild flowers and leaves in my hair
Picked up a pencil and wrote, I love you in my finest hand
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