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Fordham Julia Sugar

sugar Digging deep like a wise old Buddha No more I really wish I woulda Sifting through the sand for sugar Slipping through my fingers So sweet to hold Sifting sifting sifting sifting For grains of gold Sugar

(Julia Fordham) It is what it is what it is what it is what it is And that would be that And I give and I give and I give and I give and I give And