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Songtexte: The Byrds. Turn! Turn! Turn!. Set You Free This Time.

The first thing that I heard you say
When you were standing
There said in your way
Was that you were not blind

You were sure to make a fool of me
'Cause there was nothing
There that you could see
That could go beyond your mind

Now who's standing at the door
Remembering the days before
And asking please be kind
It isn't how it was set up to be
But I set you free this time

I have never been so far out in front
That I could ever ask for what I want
And have it any time
Knowing this you found the thought for me
That told you just what I should be
And there I stood behind

With all the ones that were before
And memories that only seem
To tear me from my mind
In front of what it is you see me to be
I've set you free this time

I could never find a chance to choose
Between a way to win or a thing to lose
Because there was your stand
On top of all love the love you took
That was always something
You could look at lying in your hand

Now who's wondering what has changed
And why it cannot be arranged
To have each thing work fine
It isn't how it was set up to be
But I've set you free this time