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I walk alone most every night |
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Beneath the stars that shine so bright |
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Bright as the eyes of you |
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And when the sky comes falling down |
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And there is darkness all around, all around |
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I'll be looking for you |
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Lonely, I look at the green, flowing meadow |
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Wondering what I am to do |
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Sun going down and the trees cast their shadow |
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In the shadow and the mist |
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I remember the last kiss of you |
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And when the skies are once more blue |
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I get that old longing, too |
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To be held in the arms of you |
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And when the skies are once more blue |
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I get that old longing, too |
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To be held in the arms of you |
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To be held in the arms of you |