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Oak tree's scatter leaves on the river While acorns washed up on the clay As squirrels gather food for the winter And I sit here Wasting Away Oh if dreaming could make you my darling I wouldn't be lonely today And if wishing could bring back the good times I wouldn't be Wasting Away I stared at the tree's in the water Until the reflection turned gray The fall settles low on the poplar And me I'm just Wasting Away * Refrain