I will not be going to the other side of town
And sit with the folks who are feeling down
So I can listen to sad stories all day long
I belong in the garden where the flowers bloom
Where hope abides and there is no gloom
I belong where the butterflies play
So I can have beautiful things to say
I tell the tales of love and happiness
The first kiss and the soft caress
I won’t allow them to tell me where to go
They won’t be filling my heart with sorrow
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