“I remember everything
Things I can't forget
The way you turned and smiled on me
On the night that we first met
And I remember every night
Your ocean eyes of blue
How I miss you in the morning light
Like roses miss the dew”

—  John Prine

Song lyrics, I Remember Everything (2020)

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American country singer/songwriter 1946–2020

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