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I want you to come |
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Across the coast and sea between us |
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Sills filled with sun |
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And engines are on |
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I have been gone |
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Back at home where it's covered in snow |
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And I know, I know |
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That you're spoken for |
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So I could get cut |
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Like the heads of the deer on the wall |
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They didn't run |
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Fast enough |
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Now their dear old eyes never shut |
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They make lonely old hunters of us |
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Covered in dust |
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Dust to dust |
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But I can be strong |
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And I'll fight anybody for love |
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But maybe you won't? |
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And we'll never know |
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Maybe you won't |
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Come visit at all |
