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Richter\'s; New Haven, CT
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Richter\'s
990 Chapel St.
New Haven, CT
203.777.0400

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Tuesday afternoon,
I\'m just beginning to see, now I\'m on my way
It doesn\'t matter to me, chasing the clouds away.

Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I\'ve got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.

I\'m looking at myself reflections of my mind,
It\'s just the kind of day to leave myself behind.
So gently swaying through the fairyland of love,
If you\'ll just come with me you\'ll see the beauty of

Tuesday afternoon, Tuesday afternoon.

Tuesday, afternoon,
I\'m just beginning to see, now I\'m on my way.
It doesn\'t matter to me, chasing the clouds away.
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I\'ve got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.
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Richter\'s; New Haven, CT
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Quote from: tmn8r1;196772
Tuesday afternoon,
I\'m just beginning to see, now I\'m on my way
It doesn\'t matter to me, chasing the clouds away.

Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I\'ve got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.

I\'m looking at myself reflections of my mind,
It\'s just the kind of day to leave myself behind.
So gently swaying through the fairyland of love,
If you\'ll just come with me you\'ll see the beauty of

Tuesday afternoon, Tuesday afternoon.

Tuesday, afternoon,
I\'m just beginning to see, now I\'m on my way.
It doesn\'t matter to me, chasing the clouds away.
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I\'ve got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.

ahhh.... love it.... thanks for spreading the music to my mind as i sit here writing...
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